Luyện nghe bài hát Open Letter

Sometimes I like I ain't shit
Sometimes a feel like shit
Talkin' 'bout some real life
letter, dear life shit
So if a nigga kill me, hope he it
I hope I die for a reason
They probably won't miss me 'til need me
Have problems with admittin' that they need me,
I'm 'bout some real life shit
Goodbye letter, life shit
Way too to be conceited
I live and I learn, then die tryna 'em, Lord
Die tryna 'em
They care more how much I leave 'em
I leave it?
I hope I leave of an impression on my kids
To be destined to blessings to believe in, Lord
got off the phone with my son
him, "You a son of a gun"
Just got off the phone with my
Told her, "I won't to fuck a young nigga up", Lord
A few bitches me
And got a new bitch elected
My old bitch was too
And only give my new bitch
power, yes
So now we're
lie though, I tried though
I'll die tryin', that's a common
We was such a team, we was our dreams
Then it stopped, now I'm outta
Now they try to tell me I need
And I'l find love again, I find it yet
Oh, but I guess it is it is
As it appears, oh
The object in the mirror is more than it appears, oh shit
And sometimes I fear who in the mirror, that nigga
He done died so many but still here
Why am I Here

What is my My reason?
bitches really love ones
Sometimes our loved ones don't us
I'm fuckin' more than I'm makin'
Sometimes I make my rubber wear a
I tell my lady, "Nothing's easy"
Even I make it look easy
But understand are deceiving
Lookin' like I'm lookin' for some
'Cause I been through way too much, don't wanna about it
Crank it it, gotta drink about it
Gotta it, tranquilize it
Doctor ain't prescribin' what he realizin'
Pain inside me got me thinkin' me
Tryna my body, sanctifyin'
I'm a gangsta dyin' 'cause all die
Can't deny it, you take my lion
I'm a angry lion hangin' by a
I describe it
Feel like a tied to my finger
Got me to the bottom of my drink
I know a lotta niggas think I got a niggas
strength in numbers but there's honor over strength
I talked to God the day, he say he got a nigga
So, I death up in her eye and then I wink
It's way too
The shit I'm way, way too real
I hope it gave you
The dirt under your feet could be the grave you
You don't know how dead you until you're dead for real
Gettin' high after I the bill
than a Navy SEAL
Show up them Navy guns
I hope somebody for 'em
tag, no mistake, somebody payin' for 'em
Ice baths, when my numb, no expression
What's the expectancy when you don't expect shit?
Mama told me, "Fuck the world and be so aggressive. Be so fluorescent, watch these hoes they so obsessive"
I don't get too high to look blessings
Never come in second, make the most of your
They so
'Cause if we could buy every store would sell it
If you want me to read your mind, need spelling
I keep it real, better keep it copasetic
Where the weed at? I'm gettin' a headache
Lookin' in the mirror at the one know me better
I was too busy to talk, I wrote an letter

Dear
What is my My reason?
the question
I ask the
God bless the
Dear
What is my My reason?
That's the

[Outro: Carter]
You know, when he told me was havin' a baby, I say, "Y'all young. You know y'all young." But I said, "Be the best father you can be," you know. And truly, he is that