Luyện nghe bài hát Sellin' Dreams

Welcome to hell's
I always life was a pair of dice
Seven eleven, or a pair of
As I'm at her smearing eyes
She yelling take them glasses off your eyes are the only that not lying
Not to the point that I stopped lying
I her I feel the same
She tell me nigga quit playing you the only one not crying
You said you on no steal your man shit
If I it off now we won't be on some friend shit
Man, what goes around comes like some ceiling fan shit
I broke the levy to your
That I don't give a damn

Another time, time, it's the same old shit
It might be to late, for me to from my mistakes
I that it hurts, I know that it hurts you
But you should have used head first
This might be the biggest mistake, it's too
Because two can't be in place

Wake up then, call ex and make up then
What was no strings got tangled when
Fun stopped fun, and feeling tried to finagle in
We had that independent love, you to bring a label in
Nah, I already got one
You need a guy, and I'm already not one
She said we lost a kid already, I'm already not young
My clock is ticking, I'm not just trying to have fun
Shits way different us first chilling
Sometimes words can have the worst ending
Which we could fast time and reverse feelings
Is a warranty for love to return and fix it
She said you good either way, when it was her last night nigga and me
You the man, huh on the tna
You her raw too, sharing our DNA?
And so on and so on, and the shit always goes on
Nothing us feeling right
But she'll be back before the end of the

time, another time, it's the same old shit
It might be to late, for me to learn from my
I know that it hurts, I know that it you
But you should have used your first
This might be the biggest mistake, it's too
Because two can't be in place