Luyện nghe bài hát Rush Hour

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

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

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

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