Luyện nghe bài hát Same Clothes As Yesterday

I show these niggas I'm worth everyday
I thank Jesus cause he keep me man
get murked everyday
My people that's
Cause made me strong
Even though that they hurt
my momma I'm a be somebody
But she told me to go to church
I'm making things work
I'm getting closer to food booster flow
I'm waking everybody up rooster flow
And you now you just [?]
You fly, you just Rufio
I'm in the backseat of a black
Feeling
Niggas wanna me (ay)
Acting they 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 so good to me
been in ovaries
Got so many girls like I've been in (ay)
And there's so relationships
I ain't as wise as supposed to be
be trying these rappers and [?]
Man it's crazy how need devil worship to keep up
stuff, I'm so 301 mo, my jeans cuffed
Looking like I'm a Brooklyn
I don't know what I'm on the of
Doing rap tours like I'm Vince
My mom had a stroke ten ago
She really been since I tell her

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

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

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

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

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