Luyện nghe bài hát SMFWU

'Fore we was anything, you could see us
Before we was electric, well that was
Before we ever dreamt it here, it's to dream of
let's be honest, you didn't ever think that this could be us
Now watch me shaking on the carpet in demand
Sliding right like you seeing me on thin air
I'm wild for the night, got no plans on free
You Instagraming you and now you're Instagraming me

See me walk up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? (I'm the motherfucker)
And if you're talking to the crew, better know you ain't fucking wit us (you ain't wit us)
Did it on our own, they kept us no
But now they open up the wherever we go
And now we walk up in the and they say motherfuckers what up? (and they say motherfuckers)

I sing a pop song, I rap a rock
I sing a-club-banging, song
I'm show time, I keep it like some popcorn
Now watch me getting money a motherfuckin' dot com
This how you know
you see me in your city
It's like everywhere I go, everybody wit me
Yes I'm on top of my game, they all chanting my
But I told you if you know me then you know I never

See me walk up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? (motherfucker up)
And if you're talking to the crew, better know you ain't fucking wit us (you ain't wit us)
Did it on our own, kept telling us no
But now open up the doors wherever we go
And now we walk up in the room and they say what up? (motherfuckers what up?)

like I'm still a kid in the back of the Ford Taurus, yes,
Waving at some drivers while they scream their favorite
Now forward, my song flashes across the dashboard
Is this the life I asked for? fuck it man of course it is
I needed a mic and a stage I could play on
This my playground, I'm Harold with a crayon
Now how the drought so cold, no
No size on greatness, Dinklage
Only getting better bruh, like Federer
But if you don't like my send a letter to the editor
His is 'Fuck You', street name is 'Deal Wit It'
Make sure you stamp it so I know I still get it
Am I a sellout? every show I sell out
I hang around fans 'til they tell me to get the hell out
finger to the haters, tell em shut up
So if you feel let me hear you say what up!

See me walk up in the room, I'm the same what up? (motherfucker what up)
And if you're talking to the crew, better know you ain't fucking wit us (you fucking wit us)
Did it on our own, they telling us no
But now they open up the doors we go
And now we walk up in the room and they say motherfuckers what up? (and they say motherfuckers up?)