Luyện nghe bài hát No More Interviews

I I'm on my... on my Don shit
gotta do it

Look, no more
I'm not talking this on a song, feature or interlude
Reporting live from with my girl
I brought to the beach
Working on in the booth, sand on my feet
I'm the ground up like a ground-ball play
I'm from the underground like it's Groundhog's Day
I'm talking so underground that when I talk about J,
I mean J Dilla, R.I.P. real niggas
Lately I only do the shit that me
Lately niggas treat the Room like a diary
Oh yeah, is that you heard?
everything that you hear without confirming it first
And you the funny thing about it is my ex wanna write a tell all
Fucked up thing it is she ain't even tell all
how I introduced her to meditation, positive thinking
And the she probably read in daily rotation
I learned when lie on you not to return the favor so
I get you embarrassed
I won't tell them all the parts about you that's plastic
This my last time putting my ex in a song though the last one went triple platinum
I'd rather put that energy what's worth having
Like how I got a platinum album with no tour
Niggas say it's over for me I go
Back the wall like my poster but I'm the poster boy
Not from the if you let THEY tell it
Greatest of all time if you let YE tell it
You ask me, I got the resume
But, shit, I can go bar for bar for who talking off
And egged on by A&Rs who, soon as your shit fallin' off, they walkin' off
And if you rappers diss us and ours know that you dead and you know it
My career moving perpetual motion

I'm not with the whoopty woop, I don't know who is who
And can't pretend like I'm hip to it, no hoop
And I lie like I like this shit like I usually do
And I'm just not impressed by you niggas rapping
Who sound like one big asthma attack but trash when I'm rapping it
Who you put in your top five and claim the savior of rap
So many friends turn to enemies, frenemies
I don't know why I act I'm surprised or it's offending me
I'm saying, though, I should learned from Hov and Dame
From and Wayne, Cudi and YE
What happened to our ways, though?
When I put you on that song with Nas, you had me that you was forever grateful
And that we brothers, so it hurt to hit the internet to find out that me and you fuck with each other
Over a miscommunication that probably could be fixed a 5 minute conversation, I'm still praying

For ya, though, I guess I it to the game
How much it Around twenty88
Going off like when he wore the crazy eights
All y'all niggas like my kiddos wearing Bape
Shot my video in the Harajuku store
With Nigo in the background, a picture that you can't take
With YE and Hype Williams directing each
And GOD each step that we take

I'm a king, a legend, man, you niggas ain't
10 in and a nigga still under 30
I'm feeling an old man that failed at life
Got reincarnated to do it all again (that's how I feel)
So I'm treating every like it's an investment
is money, every second I'm collecting

Don't ask me no questions
"Are you still signed to YE?" questions, no Roc nation
Or who I'm dating questions, look, no more
you wanna talk about the music or something that has a different view
And not the that's getting the hits and views
Words misconstrued no credit, but you niggas approved

My mistakes are my biggest professors and learning lessons
I it ain't what you have, it's what you feel, that's what true success is
I am the one of one, after me no successor

DON