Luyện nghe bài hát Reach

[Verse 1: Martin
Boy I I've been up on my own shit
Boy I I think that we the coldest
Made the hottest shit comin' from the right now
If you ain't it now you better take notice
And I'm in my own lane, I fuck with you niggas
My circle's so small and it's full of
I baby these niggas, off to your city
Keep your pussy ass beats, I ain't with the little niggas
Blindfolded, see through the
BCC the scene, take a sec for you to see me
Tryna put a label on me, people couldn't me
It's a shame you don't listen way harder cause it's
Holler with the if you need me
Niggas really livin' and I'm I'm yellin' "mothafuck a freebie"
Knee deep in a damn beat In the chorus so
Tryna eat and the finna feed me, uhh
They don't bang like my shit
Flow through them on your lonesome
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 it, hold up finna light this
You can find me walking down state with my head
You already know a hittin' tokes
up in the mirror I see red eyes
Blue flame got a floatin' in a smoke
New got niggas floatin' in a boat
Niggas mad they they all on the low
And she with the drama, had to let her go
been killin' 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
don't wanna let a nigga in
They like, then a young nigga gotta
I ain't trippin' off that
A threw 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?"

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