Luyện nghe bài hát Stir Crazy

Yeah, I woke up this morning, oh how
I worked too hard to make it out the
I let you force me back
Try my damndest to listen to y'all, but there's gotta be to rap
I I hear half the shit you niggas spit,
But I can't a fact
Silly me to have in you
I must admit, you had me
I thought niggas really meant the shit they say
I had no clue
Here I am faced with a fan with some sort of
Pissed at me 'cause I don't agree with pictures at my school
in 2010, a car full of fans decided they'd follow me home
Very next day, I went and put two tints on everything I own
I had my son and my niece in the car, I had that in the car
I'm 'bout to let that bitch if they take the next turn,
Don't know who the fuck these are
I don't know what the fuck they this is
Think they gon' do me in of my kid
I was straight out of my mind
I was gon' bust and let nobody
I was clear that bitch out
See where I'm you don't let 'em get the drop on you
I was gon' shoot 'til I peeped they was throwin' up E's and playing my shit YouTube

You know a ain't got no name
And niggas don't fear that chrome
I think them never had to hear that song
Devin said gangsters don't that long
Their attitude like they got a lot to
Not to gain but a lot to lose
In the hood their diplomas getting swapped for
Now all I see is death I watch the news
Cops niggas unarmed, no motive
Locking up just to meet their quota
Everybody high, ain't no sober
Pop pills, snort pot, and codeine soda
last days, man it's almost over
Niggas like women, purse on they shoulder
Streets got a lot hotter, niggas' got colder
Got to keep the low so I can watch them cobras
The good die young, barely out their
Babies having babies like ain't notice
Short attention span so ain't focused
The new generation looks so hopeless
Girls wanna be hoes, no more Oprahs
Now the game over, no more token
Signs of the times, man what woke us
We don't together man, that's what broke us
hate niggas like they in the Klan
I guess ain't the only nigga got it bad
Only way a nigga listen you got a bag
Fellas can't get a job he got a pass
Niggas living on the like he paying rent
Fronting for an app, man they gotta
got her self-conscious 'bout the way she look
Now she flying out the just to get her ass
I this world so

Crazy, it man
I was just thinking the same
These niggas selling dope is cool
We did that shit to maintain
And we didn't take pictures, the game
Do it for the my nigga
That's between you and Uncle Sam my
Got a plug, you the man, well the whole time you my nigga
Might as well stamp that, for you so many times
Who you they ran it by nigga?
Had a lot of for you, right now none at all
Really I planning how to kill you with kindness
Just to remind you I'm grinding
When shit go right I just blame it on timing
When you don't get your way it's Jermaine time
I'ma you what I owe you, pay you no mind
all in my inbox
And I'm hearing voices every time the drop
done run a nigga hot with the small talk
'Bout to get another spot 'fore the drop
You don't find out how they feel you fall out
I was tryna keep it real, that's you thought about me?
I can do better by myself, I'm better off you
Comments in my mentions, I counting
Y'all wanna hear something crazy? I love every nigga that me
I thank everyone that me
Did I forgive 'em?
I feel a lil better ever since I scribbled this shit on this
it, I'm fresh out of favors
Fuck this shit Kevin, save it (GhettOut)

That's all, that's my job, huh, my job
And I usually don't it with people
'Cause like I told you
My mama hear the shit I be sayin', she the police on me, huh
And so that's I'm telling you now