Luyện nghe bài hát Rush Hour

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

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

I'm a deranged motherfucker, too many uppers
Now it's Rush Hour, Jackie Chan, Chris
I around the past six summers
Karma is a and that bitch don't love ya
We was in the attic you smell the weed
getting naked, we was selling E
Bitches bitches just like Ellen D
In the kitchen whipping biscuits, giving
I thank the I made it out, no STD
Lost a few too brain cells, I'm special needs
They tell me "Get straight
How much more 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 shit
The world don't give a fuck about your
I'm just tryna up old and rich
The world don't a fuck about your loneliness
I be, I be, I be, I be shit
The world don't give a fuck your loneliness