Luyện nghe bài hát Reach

[Verse 1: $ky]
Boy I swear I've been up on my own
Boy I I think that we the coldest
the hottest shit comin' from the city right now
If you ain't know it now you take notice
And I'm in my own lane, I don't fuck with you
My circle's so small and it's of guerillas
I baby these niggas, hats off to your
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
Tryna put a label on me, couldn't read me
It's a shame you don't listen way harder cause easy
with the dollars if you need me
Niggas really livin' and I'm I'm yellin' "mothafuck a freebie"
Knee in a damn beat In the chorus so steep
Tryna eat and the grind finna me, uhh
They shit bang like my shit
Flow through them vibes on your
This beat that
Too for the new school, class is in session
Get left way when I write this
And the spliff get by the minute now
That you mention it, hold up finna this
You can find me walking down state with my head
You already a nigga hittin' tokes
up in the mirror I see red eyes
Blue flame got a nigga in a smoke
New wave got floatin' in a boat
Niggas mad they hatin' all on the low
And she came the drama, had to let her go
I've been for a minute if you didn't know

[Pre-Hook: Martin
don't wanna see a nigga win
They don't see a nigga eat
They don't wanna let a in
They like, then a nigga gotta reach
I ain't even off that
A nigga racks in the game, got it back
Now I go they know a nigga name before I ever said it
"God how he do it, how the boy get on the map?"

[Hook: $ky] (x4)
They said I couldn't, I can and I did it
(They that I couldn't, I can and I did it)

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