Luyện nghe bài hát Same Clothes As Yesterday

I show these niggas what I'm worth
I Jesus cause he keep me blessed man
get murked everyday
My that's gone
Cause they me strong
Even though that hurt everyday
my momma I'm a be somebody
But she told me to go to everyday
I'm making work everyday
I'm getting closer to that's booster flow
I'm waking everybody up that's flow
And you ain't now you [?]
You fly, you just Rufio
I'm in the backseat of a jeep
Feeling
wanna trap me (ay)
Acting like getting at me (ay)
But do is at me (ay)
Fly as I'm to be
Y'all just some hoes to be, in my holster
I ain't got to be rhyming for groceries (ay)
Time's been so to me
been in ovaries
Got so many girls like been in Jodeci (ay)
And so many relationships
I still ain't as as supposed to be
Devil be trying rappers and [?]
Man it's crazy how niggas need devil worship to up
Cheap stuff, I'm so 301 mo, my jeans
Looking like I'm a Brooklyn
I know what I'm on the brink of
rap tours like I'm Rookie Vince
My mom had a stroke ten ago
She really cooking since I tell her

All my niggas
in this bitch
All this bullshit
I still through the shit
I really really even supposed to here
They want me here
But I ain't to leave here (what what what)
All my stay
Wildin' in bitch
All this bullshit
I still through the shit
I ain't really really supposed to here
They don't want me
But I ain't bout to leave here (what what)

I don't give a fuck shit my nigga
I don't give a fuck about
I don't give a fuck shit my nigga

I'm ridin' and my car's low
Nigga what you for
Big in her tonsils
I got a big ego hoe
Ridin' and my bitch high
And her thighs
I fuck that right
Wildin' out, I might her mine
Might her high
Go kill a nigga, be a real
Still rock put it for a figure
Never trust a hoe cause she's gon' fuck whoever feels
See to my seat nigga
Big sunnies he beat
I don't no fuck
I might come around start heatin' niggas
You ass rap niggas
Big Reese might slap niggas
All you niggas my now
But I ain't 'bout to tax niggas
her ride her passion (ay)
All talk no action (ay)
No no no type of way
Momma you better pray
For these D.C. boys, you might get hit with a stray
Congress parked at MLK, they'll just us any day
Man a lot been on my mind, like how y'all when I die
Everybody cry, go head just build my shrine

All my niggas
Wildin' in this
All bullshit happened
I still through this shit
I ain't really really even supposed to
don't want me here
But I ain't to leave here (what what what)
All my stay
Wildin' in bitch
All this happened
I still smile through shit
I ain't really really supposed to here
They don't me here
But I don't bout to leave (what what what)

I don't give a fuck about my nigga
I give a fuck about shit