Luyện nghe bài hát Reach

[Verse 1: $ky]
Boy I swear I've been up on my own
Boy I swear I think that we the
Made the hottest shit comin' from the right now
If you know it now you better take notice
And I'm in my own lane, I don't with you niggas
My so small and it's full of guerillas
I baby niggas, hats off to your city
Keep your pussy ass beats, I ain't with the little niggas
Blindfolded, see the bullshit
BCC the scene, take a sec for you to see me
put a label on me, people couldn't read me
It's a shame you don't listen way cause it's easy
with the dollars if you need me
Niggas really livin' and I'm shit I'm "mothafuck a freebie"
deep in a damn beat In the chorus so steep
Tryna eat and the finna feed me, uhh
They shit bang like my shit
Flow through them vibes on your
This that autopilot
Too for the new school, class is in session
Get left way behind I write this
And the spliff get rolled by the now
That you mention it, up finna light this
You can find me walking state with my head high
You already know a nigga hittin'
up in the mirror I see red eyes
Blue flame got a floatin' in a smoke
New wave got niggas floatin' in a
Niggas mad they hatin' all on the low
And she with the drama, had to let her go
I've been killin' for a minute if you know

Martin $ky]
They wanna see a nigga win
They don't see a nigga eat
don't wanna let a nigga in
They like, then a nigga gotta reach
I ain't even off that
A nigga threw in the game, got it back
Now everywhere I go they know a nigga before I ever said it
"God how he do it, how the boy get on the map?"

Martin $ky] (x4)
They that I couldn't, I can and I did it
(They that I couldn't, I can and I did it)

[Verse 2:
hit the curb when I'm parkin', I only get coal out the fossil
Grew up round and the silence, everybody thought they was Scarface
But me I don't bang I don't partake, but I'm still too to be called fake
My ex's still going through heartache, cause I shit flippin' like Hardy
[?] in this Harley
Noise, pivot, pull up in the party
But, why niggas bitin', they just copy
Up, but them hardly, us
fat lady sing in falsetto for niggas
It's all said an done, for nothin' my nigga
They all gassed up, but all petrol and pitiful
I'm like a gyro, so pico de gallo
Red out the gun, it's a
Put on my mom and my pop
I heard they shots
Well I be on my arm like a
So if you 'bout it meet me at the
Young, in the making
So Jackson I lead to heavens way
So Jesse Jackson I'm dressed in all
I'm a information with bros like the Wayans
go Super Saiyan
[Pre-Hook] + (x4)