Luyện nghe bài hát Sore Losers

So sore losers keep tryna talk to me
Y'all need to on winning, stop focusing on me

Thirteen thousand in Portugal, that's talk
You still on your Training Day, you Ethan
Rappers with your get rich quick gimmicks
Instead of hating you should on your sixteenth minute
We are not by side, ain't no split-screen image
I'ma be forever like a Springsteen ticket
I'm just bathing in success, yeah I rinse clean it
I put my best foot forward like a Nowitzki
I got critics
They ain't wastin' no
But I ain't wastin' no money, so I pay 'em no
That's a lie, I be
my fault, I'm adjustin' to people spreadin' lies about me
Just hatin' and
For the sake of discussion, in the hopes of some
Shit's stressful, I just need some pretty hoes with some mouth
Put my home in the South, 10K square
Name your rappers now, let's play "where's he?"
Probably a hit, probably lost in LA
Probably for likes, probably paying for plays
Probably owns a Corolla, but rents the Aventador
Business furious, like "What the fuck did you spend that for?"
y'all though, I'ma keep on winnin'
I got angels all around me, y'all can on sinnin'
'Cause no way y'all are fuckin' up my light light
I spent two just 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
I'ma be the greatest, I settle for next best
Got your girl in her suit, that's best dressed
Plus she likes girls too Ellen DeGeneres
First Emirates that's how I'm flyin'
SUVs on the tarmac, how I'm arrivin'
Presidential treatment, ooh life so good
White skin, they believe that I got friends in the hood
I know the love songs and throw y'all off
Don't give a fuck about your face tats, we know soft
People we know face tats got them for a reason
You use them for the culture aesthetic, you reachin'
A lot of are poppin' xans and sippin' lean now
A lot of rappers using to teach how
A lot of kids OD'ed 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 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, I pay myself
the capes 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 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 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
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
Take the with me
Set up shop in the
I've watched a lot of rappers but then they flop like Belly
There ain't shit you can me, you can save that shit
Fake convos before favors, I hate that
Yesterday down a 150, 000
I ain't trippin' it
I get that week like allowance
From my independent
Fuck these rec rappers tryna battle 'Bron
Stay in your lane, this is big
Move bitch, get back Chris Bridges
I remember only sellin' six tickets
Now I the girls crazy like Sid Vicious
I played it different, coulda silenced all my truths
Coulda buddied up with rappers for the of looking cool
But not in me to be fake, I can't do it
I can see it, man this game is translucent
They the truth for the headline drama
Clicks traffic, traffic creates dollars
The sheep believe it, ain't up on game yet
Smooth rides as fun to watch as trainwrecks (damn)
Controversy is currency, is clout
That's why my haters keep my name in mouth
Y'all are hopeless, this is a decade of
It's hard to stop my movement when I'm already in
ain't luck, this is by design
I had to in the dark for my light to shine
A lot of people are dope, they just quit too
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 what they haven't
That's a line for any hater, y'all are mad at
Judging every move I make, distractin' yourselves
You could do shit too if you wanted
But you rather sit around and bitch and make comments
Oh well, suit yourself, be
I'm country-hoppin' in a jet, that's the
I saw this coming in my hoodie with the flannel
I bet on myself, I had to gamble
I feel 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 beds the soft foam
It's like clockwork watching sore losers their heads out
time I big myself up, they get stressed out
I'm the best out, yeah I it
millionaire, you know 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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