Luyện nghe bài hát Sore Losers

So many losers keep tryna talk to me
Y'all need to focus on winning, focusing on me

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

In hindsight, I was all along, life of a don
songs, all those hooks were a fight to get on
You gotta see it way it happens, yes yes
be the greatest, I won't settle for next best
Got your girl in her suit, that's best dressed
Plus she girls too like Ellen DeGeneres
First class Emirates how I'm flyin'
on the tarmac, that's how I'm arrivin'
Presidential treatment, ooh this life so
White skin, they believe that I got friends in the hood
I know the love songs and melodies throw off
Don't give a fuck about your tats, we know y'all soft
we know with face tats got them for a reason
You use for the gang culture aesthetic, you reachin'
A lot of kids are poppin' xans and sippin' now
A lot of rappers using to teach how
A lot of kids that you don't read 'bout
'Cause they don't rappers, they just follow fiends now
But I'm the bad guy for it out
I come in clutch with the truth, are stallin' it out
I only get in trouble when I say the
means you gettin' fed lies everyday, you fools
Do your research you try and speak on my name
Rappers wearing CZs and the chains
The beats classic, I amaze
I'm a boss, I'm a owner, I pay myself
the capes of society, I saved myself
Even all the millions bitch, I stayed myself
I still take my mom with me, Bugus still here
New people think my buzz got in a lightyear
y'all, this ain't a Toy Story
I eat Nigerian, save some for me
Yeah, lot of y'all girls I 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 bought a crib, I got guns, I got
at the entrance
Try if you to
told me, "God forbid they get you, I got you"
I'm an idol, treat me like Billy
and rappin' goin' platinum, people treat me like Drizzy
Take the with me
Set up in the telly
watched a lot of rappers talk but then they flop like Belly
There ain't shit you can tell me, you can that shit
convos before favors, I hate that shit
Yesterday down a 150, 000
I trippin' 'bout it
I get that week like allowance
my independent catalog
Fuck these rec league rappers tryna battle
in your lane, this is big business
Move bitch, get like Chris Bridges
I remember only sellin' six tickets
Now I make the crazy like Sid Vicious
I played 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 this is translucent
They twist the truth for the drama
Clicks traffic, traffic creates dollars
The sheep believe it, they ain't up on yet
rides ain't as fun to watch as trainwrecks (damn)
Controversy is currency, is clout
That's why my haters keep my in their mouth
Y'all are hopeless, is a decade of devotion
It's hard to my movement when I'm already in motion
ain't luck, this is by design
I had to work in the dark for my to shine
A lot of are dope, they just quit too soon
A lot of rappers go broke, 'cause they got too soon (damn)
My plus my success is just a mirror for some
It forces them to look around and see what they haven't
a line for any hater, y'all are mad at yourselves
Judging every move I make, y'all distractin'
You could do shit too if you wanted
But you would sit around and bitch and make comments
Oh well, suit yourself, be
I'm country-hoppin' in a jet, the visual
I saw coming in my hoodie with the plaid flannel
I bet on myself, yeah I had to
I like I'm half god, half mammal
I turned my life into the Travel Channel
I'm not home, I'm in
With heated floors and the with the soft foam
It's clockwork watching sore losers poke their heads out
Every I big myself up, they get stressed out
I'm the best out, yeah I it
Self-made millionaire, you know what's up with the
I'm the best out, yeah I it
millionaire, you know what's up with the credits

Bitch,
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