Luyện nghe bài hát Roasted

It's been a minute let me get with it as I up
Niggas been waiting on trade whats the hold up
My mission in life was to blow up they ask what I throw up
You know I rep and I'm one of the best
in the building I'm clearly a threat
Been this here for a minute considered a vet
A lot of want me to fail cause they know that I'm next
damn near impossible this game ain't got rid of me yet
I fell off and I crawled regaining my steps
This around Ima give my all till I'm gaspin for breath
I stay silent on a lot of quiet is kept
But I don't know too niggas with silent success
So I write it all down to get it off my
The weed we break it all to get off the stress
Niggas hate (fuck em) cause know that we the best
It ain't my fault I do this shit breakin a sweat

Im just laid chillin posted
living a villian mostly
High off this purple
No lie im im so roasted
Money, bitches, Testerossas,
Veuve-Clicquot, a few
Bring them my ups and downs
is like a roller coaster

Im laid back chillin posted
Living like a mostly
off this purple shit
No lie im flyin im so
Money, bitches,
Veuve-clicquot, a few mimosas,
Bring you through my ups and downs is like a roller coaster

The I smoke the smaller the doobie get
They takin shots at the on some john woo movie shit
All blanks I'm
on my way to the bank, what the fuck
For tryna play spitta you shall forever
out a name
Lames what I claim
they all throw up my set from the sunroof of my car
Seats butter
Bitches crumbling nuggets I'm feeling and blessed
Tribeca and bubbies I'm a lemon press
not minute made crap
squeeze these lemons theyselves
The hearts of melt
trillin lyrics are felt
Olympic swimming in bitches Micheal leon phelps
High bread, weed
tree for dummies (fuck em)
Get it crackin like ice vodka and the bongs bubblin

Im laid back chillin posted
Living a villian mostly
High off this shit
No lie im im so roasted
Money, bitches,
Veuve-Clicquot, a few
Bring em through my ups and
Life is like a coaster

I'm just laid chillin posted
Livin like a villain
High off purple shit
No lie, I'm flyin, I'm so
Money, Bitches,
Veuve-Clicquot, a few
em through my ups and downs
Life is a roller coaster

[Young
Me with a deal yeah
They i couldnt get it
My homie Ferris me you couldnt hustle for a living, But
That richard money had a nigga driven
And word to my nigga i was buggin for a minute
But how the tables turned, they still spinnin
Then homie me from Kenner to NY city (yeah)
My told me let the sky be ya limit
I was cool with a kid in the who was a chemist, (yup)
As far as bread, my momma told me to make
So its money in my account and money in my denims, (yup)
In high school them use to blow me kisses
But its money over
Roddy all about his
Shout out to Spitta, they wear us out Fendi
hit the Chi where the weather much windy
But me, I'm the dirty, the dingy, the south
everywhere we at we smokin out

Im just laid back chillin
like a villian mostly
High off this purple
No lie im im so roasted
Money, bitches,
Veuve-Clicquot, a few
Bring em through my ups and downs is like a roller coaster