Luyện nghe bài hát Smokin And Dreamin

I worked for everything so why not salute
They say a grime baby all I got is proof
And the broad better than my main bitch
roll you smell it when it aint lit
She cook well but she give me sweet brain
Make a rapper turn singer like
Got her up late, wakin up baked
And to this the life that I chose
with attendants that shorted my flight clothes
And girl I fuck feel like their boyfriend might know
on the Swedish it smells my weed come in barrels
Fuck with bitches who fiend for Gucci and need her
im high of your life so my eyes low
Cant wait to see whats in the future but I drive
And wait for the picture, hate it now they say and I can like mister

All of the all you got me thinkin
And all of this dreamin im supposed to, the life like, the
Know where im goin, though, want to see me suceedin
Ive been livin, smokin, smoking, dreamin, livin

I go to sleep with a of a porche on my wall
Nigga im to come up on yall
Pop the trunk in front of my car in front of broad,
she in her decision to fuck with yall
I think its of the possibility of kickin it courtside, ringside, front row of anything
Living my life in a dream, shit going so good I swear
are Planes stack change with their gang tail up
Wings spread over cities leave shadows
I care less industry mingling
Niggas is wwf wrestlers, jesters and crossdressers
I got them crosstrainers, nike ass
cant feel my shoes, im a nice mc
I had a dream that I caked up, trying to roll a joint, will count a when I wake up

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