Luyện nghe bài hát Sellin' Dreams

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

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

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

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