Luyện nghe bài hát No More Interviews

I guess I'm on my... on my Don
Somebody do it

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

I'm not impressed the whoopty woop, I don't know who is who
And can't pretend like I'm hip to it, no hula
And I can't lie like I this shit like I usually do
And I'm not impressed by you niggas rapping fast
Who sound one big asthma attack but trash when I'm rapping it back
Who you put in your top five and claim the savior of rap
So friends turn to enemies, they frenemies
I know why I act like I'm surprised or it's offending me
I'm saying, though, I should have learned from Hov and
From and Wayne, Cudi and YE
What happened to our family ways,
When I put you on that song with Nas, you had told me you was forever grateful
And that we brothers, so it hurt to hit the internet to out that me and you don't 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 charged it to the
How much it Around twenty88
Going off Kobe when he wore the crazy eights
All y'all looking like my kiddos wearing Bape
Shot my first in the Harajuku store
With Nigo in the background, that's a picture that you can't
YE and Hype Williams directing each take
And GOD directing step that we take

I'm a king, a legend, man, you niggas worthy
10 in and a nigga still under 30
I'm feeling like an old man that failed at
Got reincarnated to do it all again (that's how I feel)
So I'm treating every second like an investment
Time is money, every I'm collecting

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

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

DON