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 about this on a song, feature or interlude
Reporting from Hawaii with my girl
I brought to the beach
Working on in the booth, sand on my feet
I'm from the ground up like a play
I'm from the underground like it's Groundhog's Day
I'm talking so underground that 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 Room like a diary
Oh yeah, is what you heard?
Believing everything that you hear without 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 books she probably read in rotation
I learned when people lie on you not to the favor so
I won't get you
I won't tell them all the other parts about you plastic
This my time putting my ex in a song even though the last one went triple platinum
I'd rather put that into what's worth having
Like how I got a platinum album with no tour
Niggas say it's 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 don't got the
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 know that you dead and you know it
My career been perpetual motion

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

For ya, though, I guess I it to the game
How much it cost? Around
Going off like when he wore the crazy eights
All y'all niggas looking like my kiddos wearing
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 each
And GOD directing step that we take

I'm a king, a legend, man, you ain't worthy
10 years in and a still under 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 an investment
Time is money, every second I'm

Don't ask me no questions
"Are you still to YE?" questions, no Roc nation questions
Or who I'm questions, look, no more interviews
Unless you 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 professors and learning life lessons
I realize it 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