Luyện nghe bài hát Rise Above

Uh, you would have that from seeing me going hard
That motivate these motherfuckers to get on they job
But instead they hating on I've been doing
conversations in my face about what I should do for 'em
What I'mma do keep and dropping weed on 'em
Pack my bags look I'm staying for weeks but be gone in the morning
If the flight is private, we should board it
You see it you like it, I can probably it
If niggas really felt some type of way the shit I'm doing
You picked a crazy time to start letting me
jealousy and envy that's a trait for mostly bitches
Not a man so you ain't one if you letting it
Now the money like the weed how we it grow
And I ain't holding on to shit I'm it go
Started small but now we all in them bigger
All in a bigger plane, ballin' and getting

the love was there
Then the came
Then the came
But we still above

First the love was
the paper came
Then the came
But we still rise

My phone is dead, but I got a
My sharpie paint pen on my combats
You talk shit, I won't respond
What they gon' get, and you want that
nigga will forget the deal
Remember what? get for
My whip appeal, my crib is
My wrist as well you know...the Richard
And my grunge nigga, I make her quicker
Then rock toe socks, yellow nigga
I Tebow, for hoes that eat
fo' me and my people
The hoes love me, I'm on they
I work they thighs, and kegels
Skateboard, I Chanel
me bitch, I'm Pharrell

First the love was
the paper came
Then the came
But we still rise

First the love was
the paper came
Then the haters
But we still rise

Yeah, I hustle no
never be muzzled
I'm a piece to a
I'm Robert and my words gon' Hollywood Shuffle
My nigga I move moo, my is moves foo'
I get up and does do, I do ten things at once
Multitaskin' fast and king of tattin' super pimpin'
House of rollin' run a business I'm tourin' on you bitches
Doing features while watching a double nigga
I see you suffering from haterism, get check
I take and make somethin' there's no breaks when the hustle's runnin'
Ain't with fakes ain't fuckin' with snakes
They all in my face now got what it takes my nigga I'm straight
So don't reach out I peaced out when I reached out
There's no like knockin' on an empty house
Yeah, so I keep on while you peep on what I be on and behind
That's karma's about

First the was there
the paper came
Then the haters
But we rise above

First the love was
the paper came
Then the haters
But we still rise

Man what the fuck is wrong these niggas
They rollin' up, let alone doin' a with these niggas
Claimin' they ballin', to me playin'
These niggas ain't really doin' what sayin'

Man what the fuck is with these niggas
They rollin' up, let alone doin' a song with niggas
Claimin' they ballin', to me they
These niggas ain't doin' what they sayin'