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 Hawaii with my girl
I brought sand to the
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 that when I talk about J, nigga
I might mean J Dilla, R.I.P. real
Lately I only do the that inspire me
Lately niggas treat the Shade like a diary
Oh yeah, is what you heard?
Believing everything that you hear confirming it first
And you know the funny thing about it is my ex wanna write a all
Fucked up thing about it is she even tell all
how I introduced her to meditation, positive thinking
And the books she probably read in daily
I learned people lie on you not to return the favor so
I won't get you
I won't tell them all the other parts about you that's
This my last time putting my ex in a song even the last one went triple platinum
I'd rather put that energy into what's having
Like how I got a platinum album with no solo
Niggas say over for me I go overboard
Back against the like my poster but I'm the poster boy
Not from the city if you let THEY it
Greatest rapper of all time if you let YE it
You ask me, I got the resume
But, shit, I can go bar for bar for who talking off
And getting egged on by A&Rs who, soon as shit fallin' off, they walkin' off
And if you rappers diss us and ours just know you dead and you know it
My career been moving motion

I'm not impressed with the 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 like this shit I usually do
And I'm just not by you niggas rapping fast
Who sound like one big asthma attack but trash when I'm it back
Who you put in your top five and they the savior of rap
So many friends to enemies, they frenemies
I know why I act like I'm surprised or it's offending me
I'm saying, though, I should learned from Hov and Dame
From Stunna and Wayne, and YE
What happened to our ways, though?
When I put you on that song Nas, you had told 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 with a 5 minute conversation, I'm still praying

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

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

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

My mistakes are my biggest and learning life 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, me there's no successor

DON