Luyện nghe bài hát Rush Hour

I give a less and less everyday
The more you give a fuck, I the less you make (Money)
Homie we just out here elevate
Heaven is a crime scene, stand behind the tape
I started making in eleventh grade
Soon as I that the more you do, the less you wait
Got a bigger crib, always use the space
Shit was so in 2008
Growing pains, fill the open with Novocain
Relapse, I eat that, I complain
I'm rambling
You want war, N64 Blitz champion (Sucker)
Out of space channeling, damaging
Heavy rain game cancelling, to be American
They tell me "Get yourself
How much more can you make?"

I'm just tryna grow up old and
Maybe get to a local bitch
I be, I be, I be, I be shit
The world give a fuck about your loneliness
I'm just tryna grow up old and
The world don't give a fuck your loneliness
I be, I be, I be, I be over
The world don't a fuck about your loneliness

I'm a deranged motherfucker, too many uppers
Now it's Rush Hour, Chan, Chris Tucker
I stuck around the six summers
is a bitch and that bitch don't love ya
We was in the attic you could smell the
getting naked, we was selling E
Bitches kissing bitches just like D
In the kitchen whipping biscuits, generously
I thank the I made it out, no STD
Lost a few too many brain cells, I'm needs
They me "Get yourself straight
How more money can you make?"

I'm just tryna grow up old and
Maybe get to a local bitch
I be, I be, I be, I be shit
The don't give a fuck about your loneliness
I'm just grow up old and rich
The world give a fuck about your loneliness
I be, I be, I be, I be shit
The world don't give a about your loneliness