Luyện nghe bài hát No More Interviews

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

Look, no more
I'm not talking about this on a song, or interlude
Reporting live from Hawaii my girl
I sand to the beach
on vacay 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 J, nigga
I mean J Dilla, R.I.P. real niggas
I only do the shit that inspire me
Lately niggas treat the Shade Room a diary
Oh yeah, is that you heard?
Believing everything that you without confirming it first
And you know the funny thing about it is my ex wanna write a all
Fucked up thing it is she ain't even tell all
Like how I introduced her to meditation, thinking
And the books she probably read in daily
I when people lie on you not to return the favor so
I get you embarrassed
I won't tell them all the other parts you that's plastic
This my last time putting my ex in a song even though the last one went platinum
I'd rather put that energy into what's having
Like how I got a platinum album no solo tour
Niggas say over for me I go overboard
Back against the like my poster but I'm the poster boy
Not the city 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 getting egged on by who, soon as your shit fallin' off, they walkin' off
And if you rappers us and ours just know that you dead and you know it
My career been moving motion

I'm not impressed with the whoopty woop, I don't who is who
And can't pretend I'm hip to it, no hula hoop
And I can't lie I like this shit like I usually do
And I'm just not impressed by you rapping fast
Who sound one big asthma attack but trash when I'm rapping it back
Who you put in your top five and they the savior of rap
So many friends turn to enemies, frenemies
I know why I act like I'm surprised or it's offending me
I'm saying, though, I should have learned Hov and Dame
From and Wayne, Cudi and YE
What to our family 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 to find out that me and you don't fuck with each other
a miscommunication that probably could be fixed with a 5 minute conversation, I'm still praying

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

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

Don't ask me no stupid
"Are you still 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 different
And not the shit that's getting the hits and
Words misconstrued with no credit, but you approved

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

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