Luyện nghe bài hát Stay

Peace to the Percenters,
online inventors
Shout to them niggas, family men, bringin' dinners
out for desperate lonely women, hurt ya happy home
Miserable and alone, kissable, to bone
She not the type of a throne
Her beauty is her curse, she fuck for and a purse
me a movie first, can watch you on my phone
I in Barcelona
I spend some nights in
Feel like a knight from
that's what I named my Knight
He was to be one, that's how my game was won
White 740
by an angel's tongue
I'm livin' son, she got a man, a famous one
Honey be pocket watchin', she got a lot of
Hard to make up her mind decidin' which baller to with
Hot to death, slim pickings, but I'm not
She got the sex, so I guess I'mma just...

ven though IExplain don't you, next Friday night can't wait to fight you
Locked up I would knife you, don't fuck you
month I even bucked at you, you got locked
I felt bad, wait, do I got for you?
I kill you, but do I got love for you?
I you dead under 6 feet of soil
At the same time, want you here to me while you in misery
We hate each other, but it's love, a thug mystery
Years ago they ate the heart of a slain
We enemies, but your hatred could never me
Some seek fame they need validation
Some say is confused admiration
on me, I still look twenty
Still get money, lady killer a Bentley
Maybe niggas see too much of they failures through a nigga who realer
I don't like you near bruh, but I you to...