Luyện nghe bài hát SMFWU

'Fore we was anything, 'fore you see us
Before we was electric, that was Prius
Before we ever dreamt it here, it's nothing to of
'Cause let's be honest, you didn't think that this could be us
Now watch me shaking hands on the carpet in
Sliding right like you seeing me on thin air
I'm wild for the night, got no on getting free
You were Instagraming you and now Instagraming me

See me walk up in the room, I'm the motherfucker what up? (I'm the same motherfucker)
And if you're talking to the crew, better know you fucking wit us (you ain't fucking wit us)
Did it on our own, they kept us no
But now they up the doors wherever we go
And now we walk up in the room and they say motherfuckers 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 poppin' like popcorn
Now me getting money like a motherfuckin' dot com
This how you know
When you see me in your
It's everywhere I go, everybody fucking wit me
Yes I'm on top of my game, they all my name
But I told you if you know me then you know I change

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 wit us (you ain't fucking wit us)
Did it on our own, they kept us no
But now open up the doors wherever we go
And now we walk up in the room and they say motherfuckers what up? (motherfuckers up?)

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

See me walk up in the room, I'm the motherfucker 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 up in the room and they say motherfuckers what up? (and they say motherfuckers what up?)