Luyện nghe bài hát Sore Losers

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

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

In hindsight, I was right all along, of a don
Writin' songs, all those hooks were a to get on
You gotta see it way it happens, yes yes
be the greatest, I won't settle for next best
Got your in her birthday suit, that's best dressed
she likes girls too like Ellen DeGeneres
First class Emirates that's how I'm
SUVs on the tarmac, that's how I'm
Presidential treatment, ooh this so good
White skin, they can't believe I got friends in the hood
I know the love songs and throw y'all off
Don't give a fuck about your tats, we know y'all soft
People we know with face tats got them for a
You use them for the gang culture aesthetic, you
A lot of are poppin' xans and sippin' lean now
A lot of rappers using Instagram to how
A lot of OD'ed that you don't read 'bout
'Cause they follow rappers, they just follow fiends now
But I'm the bad guy for it out
I come in with the truth, y'all are stallin' it out
I only get in trouble I say the truth
Which means you fed lies everyday, you fools
Do your research you try and speak on my name
wearing CZs and leasing the chains
The beats classic, I myself
I'm a boss, I'm a owner, yeah I pay
Fuck the of society, I saved myself
Even all the millions bitch, I stayed myself
I still take my mom me, Bugus still right here
New people think my got here in a lightyear
y'all, this ain't a Toy Story
I eat Nigerian, save some for me
Yeah, lot of girls I coulda hit
But I'm the type to pass the pussy to home and cut a hit
Never fuck a chick at her house, she got
I just a crib, I got guns, I got exits
Cameras at the
Try if you to
Bugus told me, "God they get you, I got you"
I'm an idol, people me like Billy
Singin' and goin' platinum, people treat me like Drizzy
Take the studio me
Set up in the telly
I've watched a lot of rappers talk but then they flop like
There ain't shit you can tell me, you can save shit
Fake before favors, I hate that shit
Yesterday turned a 150, 000
I trippin' 'bout it
I get that every like allowance
From my catalog
Fuck these rec league rappers tryna 'Bron
Stay in your lane, this is big
Move bitch, get back Chris Bridges
I remember sellin' like six tickets
Now I the girls crazy like Sid Vicious
I coulda played it different, silenced all my truths
buddied up with rappers for the sake of looking cool
But not in me to be fake, I can't do it
I can see through it, man this is translucent
They twist the for the headline drama
create traffic, traffic creates dollars
The sheep believe it, ain't up on game yet
Smooth rides ain't as fun to watch as (damn)
is currency, controversy is clout
That's why my haters keep my name in their
Y'all are hopeless, this is a decade of
It's hard to stop my movement when I'm in motion
This luck, this is by design
I had to work in the for my light to shine
A lot of people are dope, they quit too soon
A lot of go broke, 'cause they got rich too soon (damn)
My confidence plus my is just a mirror for some
It forces them to look around and see they haven't done
That's a line for any hater, y'all are mad at
Judging every move I make, y'all distractin'
You could do this shit too if you
But you would rather sit and bitch and make comments
Oh well, yourself, be miserable
I'm country-hoppin' in a jet, that's the
I saw this coming in my hoodie the plaid flannel
I bet on myself, I had to gamble
I feel I'm half god, half mammal
Bitch I turned my life the Travel Channel
I'm not home, I'm in
With heated floors and the beds with the foam
It's like clockwork sore losers poke their heads out
Every time I big myself up, get stressed out
I'm the out, yeah I said it
Self-made millionaire, you what's up with the credits
I'm the out, yeah I said it
Self-made millionaire, you know what's up the credits

Bitch,
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