Luyện nghe bài hát Realer N Realer

I like to do I wanna do
I like to play with these
I got the and fame now, my family don't understand
Wheezy here

Shit realer and realer, uh
Came up on a of million, uh
I ain't 'bout status and
Look at my money, it
getting realer and realer, uh
I my bro to the system, uh
I my bro to a pistol, uh
They tried to take me him, uh
I go for that, no, no
I stay with every day
a 40, it's hungry
I turn yo to a buffet
Yeah, I a lot
Balenciaga jacket, Dior
I got a lean stain on it, I'ma it to my maid

Uh, love to talk about the money that they make
Nobody wanna talk about the money they save
Who am I to talk it? I blow money every day
'Cause I when you die, you can't take the shit to your grave
Gucci and Louis everywhere, I don't got no closet space
Versace drawers, my underwear cost what you in a week
Uh, big shit, shit, all that shit
12 gauge, hit him, do backflips
40 hit him and he Jackson
Uh, big s--t, expensive shit, all that
Only wanna fuck one time baby, I'm on the fall shit
fact, you wanna fuck her
But you on the call back
But if I hit it already, chances are I gonna call back, bitch

Shit realer and realer, uh
up on a couple of million, uh
I 'bout status and billions
Look at my money, it
getting realer and realer, uh
I my bro to the system, uh
I my bro to a pistol, uh
tried to take me with him, uh
I go for that, no, no
I stay killers every day
a 40, it's hungry
I turn yo to a buffet
Yeah, I a lot
Balenciaga jacket, shades
I got a stain on it, I'ma give it to my maid

All these chains on, I kinda feel like a slave
Bitch got a cum stain on my Gucci shirt, I threw it
I'm so proud of you, I'm higher you
I take that to the
Having a thrill off pills
I go OD any day
Shit getting realer and triller, I up on a lotta M's
Gotta pop on the opps, we shooting out as we see 'em
I on the G6's, gon' very hard to see him
I a stripper to a maid, bringing magic to the crib
7 carats on ring, 87 on my ears
Chopper off like, "ring, ring"
Got P and crack,
I got and codeine
I'm going here
Got hoes than Yeezy clothes, they put up like souvenirs

Shit realer and realer, uh
Came up on a of million, uh
I 'bout status and billions
at my money, it tripled
Shit realer and realer, uh
I my bro to the system, uh
I my bro to a pistol, uh
They tried to take me him, uh
I go for that, no, no
I with killers every day
Keep a 40, it's
I turn yo to a buffet
Yeah, I a lot
Balenciaga jacket, shades
I got a stain on it, I'ma give it to my maid