Luyện nghe bài hát Sore Losers

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

Thirteen thousand in Portugal, arena talk
You still on 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 like a Springsteen ticket
I'm bathing in success, yeah I rinse clean with it
I put my foot forward like a Nowitzki pivot
I got critics
ain't 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 people spreadin' about me
Just hatin' and
For the sake of discussion, in the hopes of clout
Shit's stressful, I just need some pretty hoes with some mouth
Put my in the South, 10K square feet
Name your favorite now, let's play "where's he?"
Probably chasin' a hit, probably in LA
paying for likes, probably paying for plays
Probably owns a Corolla, but rents the Aventador
manager furious, like "What the fuck did you spend that for?"
Fuck though, I'ma keep on winnin'
I got angels all around me, y'all can keep on
'Cause ain't no way are fuckin' up my light light
I spent two million just on taxes, something light

In hindsight, I was all along, life of a don
Writin' songs, all those were a fight to get on
You gotta see it way it happens, yes yes
I'ma be the greatest, I won't for next best
Got your girl in her suit, that's best dressed
Plus she girls too like Ellen DeGeneres
First Emirates that's how I'm flyin'
SUVs on the tarmac, how I'm arrivin'
Presidential treatment, ooh this life so
White skin, can't believe that I got friends in the hood
I know the love songs and melodies y'all off
Don't give a fuck about your face tats, we y'all soft
People we know with tats got them for a reason
You use them for the gang culture aesthetic, you
A lot of are poppin' xans and sippin' lean now
A lot of using Instagram to teach how
A lot of OD'ed that you don't read 'bout
'Cause don't 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 when I say the truth
Which means you gettin' fed lies everyday, you
Do research before 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
Fuck the capes of society, I saved
Even after all the bitch, I stayed myself
I still take my mom with me, Bugus still here
New people think my got here in a lightyear
y'all, this ain't a Toy Story
I eat Nigerian, some moimoi for me
Yeah, lot of y'all girls I hit
But I'm the type to pass the pussy to stay and cut a hit
Never a chick at her house, she got exes
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 treat me like
Singin' and rappin' goin' platinum, people me like Drizzy
the studio with me
Set up shop in the
I've watched a lot of rappers talk but then they like Belly
ain't shit you can tell me, you can save that shit
Fake convos favors, I hate that shit
Yesterday turned a 150, 000
I ain't trippin' it
I get that week like allowance
From my independent
these rec league rappers tryna battle 'Bron
Stay in lane, this is big business
Move bitch, get like Chris Bridges
I remember only sellin' like six
Now I make the girls crazy Sid Vicious
I coulda played it different, coulda silenced all my
Coulda buddied up with rappers for the of looking cool
But it's not in me to be fake, I do it
I can see it, man this game is translucent
They twist the for the headline drama
Clicks create traffic, creates dollars
The sheep believe it, they up on game yet
Smooth rides as fun to watch as trainwrecks (damn)
is currency, controversy is clout
That's why my haters my name in their mouth
Y'all are hopeless, this is a decade of
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 for my light to shine
A lot of people are dope, they quit too soon
A lot of rappers go broke, 'cause they got rich too (damn)
My confidence my success is just a mirror for some
It forces them to look around and see they haven't done
a line for any hater, y'all are mad at yourselves
Judging every move I make, y'all yourselves
You could do this too if you wanted
But you would rather sit around and bitch and 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, I had to gamble
I feel like I'm half god, half
Bitch I my life into the Travel Channel
I'm not home, I'm in
With heated floors and the with the soft foam
It's like clockwork watching sore losers poke their out
time I big myself up, they get stressed out
I'm the best out, I said it
Self-made millionaire, you know up with the credits
I'm the best out, I said it
Self-made millionaire, you what's up with the credits

Bitch,
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