Luyện nghe bài hát Sidetracked

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

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

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

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