Luyện nghe bài hát Sore Losers

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

Thirteen thousand in Portugal, that's talk
You still on your Day, you Ethan Hawke
Rappers your get rich quick scheme gimmicks
Instead of you should focus on your sixteenth minute
We are not side by side, ain't no split-screen
I'ma be around forever a Springsteen ticket
I'm just bathing in success, yeah I rinse with it
I put my best foot forward like a Nowitzki
I got critics
ain't wastin' no time
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
hatin' and judging
For the of discussion, in the hopes of some clout
Shit's been stressful, I just need some hoes with some mouth
Put my in the South, 10K square feet
your favorite rappers now, let's play "where's he?"
Probably a hit, probably lost in LA
Probably paying for likes, probably paying for
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 all around me, y'all can keep on sinnin'
'Cause no way y'all 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 hooks were a 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 in her birthday suit, that's best dressed
Plus she likes girls too like DeGeneres
First class that's how I'm flyin'
SUVs on the tarmac, how I'm arrivin'
Presidential treatment, ooh this so good
White skin, they can't believe that I got in the hood
I know the love and melodies throw y'all off
Don't a fuck about your face tats, we know y'all soft
People we know face tats got them for a reason
You use them for the gang aesthetic, you reachin'
A lot of kids are poppin' xans and sippin' now
A lot of rappers using Instagram to how
A lot of kids OD'ed that you don't 'bout
'Cause they don't follow rappers, they just 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 when I say the truth
Which means you fed lies everyday, you fools
Do your research before you try and speak on my
Rappers CZs and leasing the chains
The classic, I amaze myself
I'm a boss, I'm a owner, yeah I pay
Fuck the capes of society, I myself
Even after all the millions bitch, I myself
I still take my mom me, Bugus still right here
New people think my buzz got here in a
Fuck y'all, 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 stay and cut a hit
Never a chick at her house, she got exes
I just a crib, I got guns, I got exits
at the entrance
Try if you to
Bugus 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 studio me
Set up shop in the
watched a lot of rappers talk but then they flop like Belly
There ain't shit you can tell me, you can save that
Fake convos before favors, I hate shit
Yesterday down a 150, 000
I ain't 'bout it
I get that every like allowance
From my catalog
Fuck rec league rappers tryna battle 'Bron
Stay in lane, this is big business
Move bitch, get like Chris Bridges
I remember sellin' like six tickets
Now I make the girls like Sid Vicious
I coulda played it different, 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 game is translucent
twist the truth for the headline drama
Clicks create traffic, traffic creates
The believe it, they ain't 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, is a decade of devotion
It's hard to my movement when I'm already in motion
This ain't luck, this is by
I had to work in the dark for my light to
A lot of people are dope, just quit too soon
A lot of rappers go broke, 'cause they got rich too (damn)
My confidence plus my success is just a mirror for
It forces them to look around and see what haven't done
a line for any hater, y'all are mad at yourselves
Judging move I make, y'all distractin' yourselves
You could do shit too if you wanted
But you would rather sit around and bitch and comments
Oh well, yourself, be miserable
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 feel like I'm half god, half
Bitch I turned my life into the Channel
I'm not home, I'm in
With heated floors and the beds with the 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 know what's up the credits
I'm the best out, yeah I it
Self-made millionaire, you what's up with the credits

Bitch,
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