Luyện nghe bài hát Sidetracked

[Joe
happened to that?
Joey!
Seems like I buy a weed bag (so easily sidetracked!)
I it mighta been next week
Mighta been month, shit (Joey!)

Look, I wanna make money
But I ain't motivated; sometimes I think it's overrated
I'm thinkin I wasn't supposed to make it
But what I show is basic, I poker-face it (what else?)
Sometimes I wanna music
Sometimes I think it's just
So don't hear a lot of new shit
Clueless, dependin on my mood is (ohh!)
Sometimes I wanna down
I mean I let up, but y'all be let down
I'm so sidetracked
I just my train of thought, but besides that
I wanna stop and keep it real
But know that they'll understand I tell 'em how I feel
I I knew how it'd feel
I I needed somethin from the store (like what?)
Got a call I just ignored, my day is hectic
I'm overwhelmed with thoughts, a message
Saturday I, planned on goin shoppin for my kid
Wanna smoke, no cig's, I'm "Where the fuck's the store?"
Got a migraine, but I forgot that I was
Cause these jeans don't to lay right over my kicks
And be the last time I buy this brand
That I try this brand - oh shit, the called me
She seems like the perfect girl to with
with, I bet that she can keep a secret
I turned the radio on, and a beat sick
Know I can kill that shit better he did
Sometimes I could be so (why?!)
no audience, so who am I a critic to? (nobody)
I'm so sidetracked
I just lost my train of thought, but that
I spent years tryin to out why is that
Beat of my thrown off by a hi-hat (ohh!)
I hit the club, get a outfit
But fuck that, the ain't about shit
That no longer me up, it don't arouse shit (why?)
See I'm on my in the house shit
I've lost so many
(Tell me) Is it, just because I don't relate to
Me I (me I) I hate so much
I'm prayin for niggaz that grow much
Maybe our whole was raised wrong
I'm only responsible for me, I gotta strong
I'm so sidetracked
I just lost my of thought, but besides that
I spent tryin to figure out why is that
... But besides that

Uh uhh, I'm so sidetracked!
Uhh, goin on nigga, I spent years tryin to out why is that
I mean, I'm so easily sidetracked
Fuck is on?

Yo, cig's still unlit, a pic of a man cross-eyed
On my way to kill the nigga the thought died (uhh)
Or it's a lie, I'm just
Got frog eyes, chick with a phatty walked by
Nice complexion, tan
And so behind her I ran 'til I her desination was a man
(So) In the street I stand, with my heat in
For what reason, I don't remember
to self on my hand, "Get even!"
But I remember needin re-venge
Now anybody comin me I'm reachin
Leg - (so) fuck it
I'll retrace my followin the path of my blood leakin
Led me to house which I visit every weekend
To my knowledge, me and him wasn't