Luyện nghe bài hát Right Now

[Hook: Vic
tell me what's good
Cause I been better right now
We roll our issues in them
Bitches bigger than a nigga, niggas out
But everybody got own problems
I got mine I got mine I got
Everybody don't know how to 'em
But I got mine I got I got mine

1: Vic Mensa]

I don't like the club but I like to a table
I don't TV but you see my ass on cable
This shit change so quick man
Just a year ago, I was leaving momma's house behind a steering wheel
Fast forward just two got my own apartment
Fucking hoes with my girl at stake on some of Arc shit
My girl so TNT you she know the drama
I got momma problems with no baby mama
By brother Joey paying child he love his daughter
My other brother momma own rock but no Gibralter
His Granny the crib now he's sleeping in them bandos
Police running in at 8am, he out the window
I'm in LA buying Saint-Laurent of cash
Lease the whip and two money for the rent go fast
I'm on a bender Avatar, ecstasy addiction
Sometimes I wish I could pass away to see my niggas
It's been a since childhood, the hood don't seem the same
They show no mercy to the meek inside this fearless
You see Drizzy did to Milly this shit ain't a battle
I don't wanna watch the murder rate but I change the channel
and desperation that shit is all around me
My brother still selling grams you think I'm worried 'bout a Grammy
Old man asked me for change so he buy a bottle
I'm tryna' get too nigga I got my own problems

Vic Mensa]
Somebody me what's good
Cause I been doing right now
We our issues in them Backwoods
Bitch than a nigga, niggas stressed out
But got their own problems
I got mine I got mine I got
Everybody don't how to solve 'em
But I got mine I got mine I got

2: KAMI]
I hate the way they talk on you when you around
Open they mouth crooked smiles
These days I been feeling abandoned since my got that crib in Los Angeles
To hoes: heartbreaks in the form of friendly handshakes
I go
I a bad duet to pour moet to drown this pain
Just cause it's champaign mean that this shit a celebration
Pour some bubbly for my that's been on vacation
Pour some bubbles for our niggas that never make it
Self-medicated, overdosing I need
I'm out of time, I'm running out of time
Everybody got their own problems now I know
We runnin' out of time, they said the was mine

KAMI]
They said the world was mine, they the world was mine
They said the world was mine, said the world was mine

3: KAMI]
Thank you and yes I really it
The moment I heard them it
When me and Joe that season
We had to give a reason
I had to the lights on
I need my on on, Farrakhan
Something on my arm, skin tint just like
And life's playing out like an opera
Just like that opera
I watched some fat sing, I gotten used to some things I held on things, they was close
Upgrade that to a Ghost
It's like you to see Ghosts, when you start living the most
I'm doing my way, I drive i swerve just like Sinatra
I swerve in any lane that car so it grew a conscience
Same niggas next to me, duck that fact just like we playing
We still alive, we alive and then repeat that process
There's no such thing, there's no such thing as running out of
There's no such thing, there's no such thing as out of options
Take your time with it, take time with it
get caught up tryna do this shit for right now