Luyện nghe bài hát Sister/Nation

Drink of the pie with it, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't got no in my denim, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't listen what the tell me, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know niggas got own agenda, yeah, yeah, yeah

I've got [censored] but she would know
I like to hide them, so much I myself
why I'm pure to some, a psychopath to others
And grew up in counsellin', off my counselors
They gave me mood
But I came off 'em, I was violent
Took the drugs that I wanted, which didn't help with the
They just grew and louder
They called the people who'd just chatter and
I juggle all my

Estoy tan harto y cansado, no seguir haciendo esto
Ojalá rendirme
Pero tengo seguir fuerte para mi familia y mis amigos

I find myself better by the fuckin' minute
Number one, my momma always had to the minutes
Got some D's, dropped out, wanted to be Simmons
Gotta keep workin', my head or in a
Where the kitchen at? Keep the written
Raid my cell and dope, for forgiveness
I ran into somebody sellin' lemonade
Kiss your tonight before them bitches run away

Get your man, get man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands me
In December, I don't what they call me

This for all my broke niggas, for all them jokes, nigga
That you niggas made when I was still at home, nigga
Did it on my own, nigga, grew up and I out
Grew up and I bossed out, up and I bossed out

I see you peekin' through
And tryna get secret ingredients us
I know that you do it you see us boomin'
Like C4 when you hear that
Lucky-lucky on the elevator, eat my dust, baby, I'll see ya
I could always call your bluff, you already enough
Take a risk, bitch, still sittin' on ass, waitin' for a handout
Givin' nothin', put your hands
"Ooh, yeah, for the culture!"
"Ooh, yeah, important!"
Fuck off that slang shit
Fuck off that networkin'
Keep ya mouth the money at

lights on my dashboard
Red flags in the
I know I'm the one that made you
But all I do is see you
You know that I don't think straight
But I really know what I'm doin' now
'Cause everybody got me up
I'm strugglin' while on the now
lights on my dashboard
Red in the rearview
I know I'm the one made you upset
But all I wanna do is you
You know that lately I don't think
But lately I don't what to do now
everybody got me fucked up
I'm strugglin' while on the now

Get man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands me
In December, I don't what they call me
Get man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred around me
In December, I don't care what they me
Get man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred around me
In December, I don't what they call me
Get your man, get man all up off me
again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care what call me

Barely got control of it, must've got a of it
Threw me to the ground and left a right on my nigga lips
I look in my closet when I about the past life
Never good in my wallet, tryna see if I got my right
a flight, they ain't never wanna treat my bag right
Fuck a job, ain't never treat my mom and dad right

I hate them suburbs, I hate those picket fences
I hate the
thing they called me "nigga", I fight, I got suspended
My teachers saw me hit him, so ain't listen to me
And from that moment on, I learn that I was different
I would to see the difference, second guessing my decisions
Black bodies up missin'

I like all my days are coming to a blend
I like all my days are coming to a blend

I would walk the halls at my own pace
Every lunch, I would flow, no place
All the books in my bag till my ache
Wonder how the would be if I had no face
If I had no heart, if I had no
And I was just thoughts, reminiscin', the things always off
Had my father try to me I was just soft
And when I look at the things that I've through
And the I survived, and at what cost?
All the love in my life I just lost
All this shit persevere to the pole
In the of the law, I'm a problem
In the eyes of the blogs, I'm a
In the eyes of the world, I'm an
In the eyes I own, I ain't start yet
In the of the law, I'm a problem
In the eyes of blogs, I'm a
In the eyes of the world, I'm an
In the eyes that I own, I ain't start yet, I ain't yet

Power!
power!
Power!
power!
Power!
power!

I feel like all my days are to a blend
I feel like all my days are to a blend
Uh, I feel all my days are coming to a blend
I feel like all my days are to a blend