Luyện nghe bài hát Sore Losers

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

Thirteen thousand in Portugal, arena talk
You on your Training Day, you Ethan Hawke
with your get rich quick scheme gimmicks
Instead of hating you should focus on sixteenth minute
We are not side by side, ain't no image
I'ma be forever like a Springsteen ticket
I'm just bathing in success, yeah I rinse with it
I put my best foot like a Nowitzki pivot
I got critics
They ain't no time
But I ain't no money, so I pay 'em no mind
That's a lie, I be
That's my fault, I'm adjustin' to people lies about me
hatin' and judging
For the sake of discussion, in the of some clout
Shit's been stressful, I just need pretty hoes with some mouth
Put my home in the South, 10K square
your favorite rappers now, let's play "where's he?"
Probably a hit, probably lost 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?"
Fuck y'all though, I'ma keep on
I got angels all around me, y'all can keep on
'Cause ain't no way y'all are up my light light
I spent two million on taxes, something light light

In hindsight, I was right all along, of a don
Writin' songs, all those hooks a fight to get on
You gotta see it way it happens, yes yes
I'ma be the greatest, I won't settle for best
Got girl in her birthday suit, that's best dressed
Plus she girls too like Ellen DeGeneres
class Emirates that's how I'm flyin'
SUVs on the tarmac, 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 y'all off
Don't give a fuck about your face tats, we know y'all
People we know 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 OD'ed that you don't read
they don't follow rappers, they just follow fiends now
But I'm the bad guy for it out
I come in clutch the truth, y'all are stallin' it out
I only get in trouble when I say the
Which means you fed lies everyday, you fools
Do your research before you try and speak on my
Rappers wearing CZs and leasing the
The beats classic, I myself
I'm a boss, I'm a owner, yeah I pay
Fuck the of society, I saved myself
Even after all the millions bitch, I stayed
I still my mom with me, Bugus still right here
New think my buzz 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 I coulda hit
But I'm the type to pass the to stay 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
Bugus told me, "God forbid get you, I got you"
I'm an idol, people me like Billy
Singin' and rappin' platinum, people treat me like Drizzy
Take the with me
Set up in the telly
I've watched a lot of 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 turned a 150, 000
I trippin' 'bout it
I get every week like allowance
From my catalog
these rec league rappers tryna battle 'Bron
Stay in lane, this is big business
Move bitch, get back like Chris
I only sellin' like six tickets
Now I make the girls crazy Sid Vicious
I coulda played it different, silenced all my truths
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 through it, man this is translucent
They twist the truth for the drama
Clicks traffic, traffic creates dollars
The sheep believe it, they up on game yet
Smooth rides ain't as fun to as trainwrecks (damn)
Controversy is currency, controversy is
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 when I'm already in motion
This ain't luck, this is by
I had to in the dark for my light to shine
A lot of people are dope, just quit too soon
A lot of rappers go broke, 'cause they got too soon (damn)
My confidence plus my is just a mirror for some
It them to look around and see what they haven't done
That's a line for any hater, are mad at yourselves
Judging every move I make, y'all yourselves
You could do shit too if you wanted
But you would rather sit around and bitch and make
Oh well, suit yourself, be
I'm country-hoppin' in a jet, the visual
I saw this in my hoodie with the plaid flannel
I bet on myself, yeah I had to
I feel like I'm half god, mammal
Bitch I turned my life into the Travel
I'm not home, I'm in
heated floors and the beds 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 out, yeah I said it
Self-made millionaire, you what's 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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