Luyện nghe bài hát Sore Losers

So many losers keep tryna talk to me
need to focus on winning, stop focusing on me

Thirteen thousand in Portugal, that's talk
You on your Training Day, you Ethan Hawke
Rappers with your get quick scheme gimmicks
of hating you should focus on your sixteenth minute
We are not side by side, ain't no split-screen
I'ma be around like a Springsteen ticket
I'm just in success, yeah I rinse clean with it
I put my best foot forward like a Nowitzki
I got critics
They ain't wastin' no
But I wastin' no money, so I pay 'em no mind
a lie, I be snappin'
That's my fault, I'm to people spreadin' lies about me
hatin' and judging
For the sake of discussion, in the hopes of some
Shit's been stressful, I need some pretty hoes with some mouth
Put my in the South, 10K square feet
Name your favorite rappers now, play "where's he?"
Probably chasin' a hit, probably in LA
Probably for likes, probably paying for plays
owns a Corolla, but probably rents the Aventador
Business manager furious, like "What the fuck did you that for?"
y'all though, I'ma keep on winnin'
I got angels all me, y'all can keep on sinnin'
'Cause ain't no way y'all are fuckin' up my light
I spent two million just on taxes, something light

In hindsight, I was right all along, of a don
songs, all those hooks were a fight to get on
You see it way before it happens, yes yes
be the greatest, I won't settle for next best
Got girl in her birthday suit, that's best dressed
Plus she likes girls too like DeGeneres
First Emirates that's how I'm flyin'
SUVs on the tarmac, that's how I'm
Presidential treatment, ooh this so good
White skin, they believe that I got friends in the hood
I know the love songs and melodies y'all off
Don't give a fuck your face tats, we know y'all soft
People we know with tats got them for a reason
You use for the gang culture aesthetic, you reachin'
A lot of kids are poppin' xans and lean now
A lot of rappers Instagram to teach how
A lot of kids OD'ed that you don't 'bout
they don't follow rappers, they just follow fiends now
But I'm the bad guy for it out
I in clutch with the truth, y'all are stallin' it out
I only get in trouble when I say the
Which means you gettin' fed lies everyday, you
Do your research you try and speak on my name
Rappers CZs and leasing the chains
The classic, I amaze myself
I'm a boss, I'm a owner, yeah I pay
Fuck the capes of society, I myself
after all the millions bitch, I stayed myself
I still take my mom with me, still right here
New people think my buzz got here in a
Fuck y'all, this ain't a Toy
I eat Nigerian, save moimoi for me
Yeah, lot of y'all I coulda hit
But I'm the type to pass the pussy to home and cut a hit
Never fuck a at her house, she got exes
I just bought a crib, I got guns, I got
Cameras at the
Try if you to
told me, "God forbid they get you, I got you"
I'm an idol, treat me like Billy
Singin' and rappin' goin' platinum, treat me like Drizzy
the studio with me
Set up shop in the
I've watched a lot of rappers talk but then they flop like
ain't shit you can tell me, you can save that shit
Fake before favors, I hate that shit
turned down a 150, 000
I ain't 'bout it
I get every week like allowance
From my catalog
Fuck these rec rappers tryna battle 'Bron
in your lane, this is big business
Move bitch, get back Chris Bridges
I remember sellin' like six tickets
Now I make the girls like Sid Vicious
I coulda it different, coulda silenced all my truths
Coulda buddied up with for the sake of looking cool
But not in me to be fake, I can't do it
I can see through it, man game is translucent
They twist the for the headline drama
Clicks create traffic, traffic creates
The sheep believe it, they up on game yet
Smooth ain't as fun to watch as trainwrecks (damn)
is currency, controversy is clout
That's why my keep my name in their mouth
Y'all are hopeless, is a decade of devotion
It's hard to stop my movement I'm already in motion
This ain't luck, this is by
I had to work in the dark for my to shine
A lot of people are dope, just quit too soon
A lot of go broke, 'cause they got rich too soon (damn)
My confidence my success is just a mirror for some
It forces them to look around and see what they haven't
That's a for any hater, y'all are mad at yourselves
Judging every move I make, distractin' yourselves
You do this shit too if you wanted
But you would rather sit around and bitch and make
Oh well, yourself, be miserable
I'm in a jet, that's the visual
I saw this coming in my hoodie with the flannel
I bet on myself, yeah I had to
I feel like I'm god, half mammal
Bitch I turned my life into the Travel
I'm not home, I'm in
With heated floors and the beds with the soft
It's like clockwork watching losers poke their heads out
Every time I big myself up, get stressed out
I'm the best out, yeah I it
Self-made millionaire, you what's up with the credits
I'm the out, yeah I said it
Self-made millionaire, you know up with the credits

Bitch,
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