Luyện nghe bài hát Stir Crazy

Yeah, I woke up this morning, oh how
I too hard to make it out the bottom
I let you force me back
Try my damndest to listen to y'all, but gotta be more to rap
I mean I hear half the shit you spit,
But I can't find a
Silly me to have in you
I must admit, you had me
I thought niggas really meant the that they say
I had no clue
Here I am faced with a fan with some sort of
Pissed at me 'cause I don't with pictures at my daughter's school
Back in 2010, a car full of fans decided they'd me home
Very next day, I went and put two percent tints on I own
I had my son and my niece in the car, I had Carbon-15 in the car
I'm 'bout to let bitch burn if they take the next turn,
Don't who the fuck these people are
I don't know what the they think this is
Think they do me in front of my kid
I was paranoid out of my mind
I was gon' bust and let live
I was clear that bitch out
See I'm from you don't let 'em get the drop on you
I was shoot 'til I peeped they was throwin' up E's and playing my shit from YouTube

You know a bullet got no name
And nowadays niggas don't fear that
I think them niggas never had to hear song
Devin said gangsters don't live that
Their attitude they got a lot to prove
Not to gain but a lot to lose
In the hood diplomas getting swapped for tools
Now all I see is death I watch the news
Cops killing unarmed, no motive
Locking niggas up to meet their quota
Everybody high, ain't no sober
Pop pills, pot, and codeine their soda
Revelation days, man it's almost over
Niggas dressing like women, on they shoulder
Streets got a lot hotter, heart got colder
Got to the grass low so I can watch them cobras
The good die young, barely out their
Babies having like y'all ain't notice
attention span so y'all ain't focused
The new looks so damn hopeless
Girls be hoes, ain't no more Oprahs
Now the over, ain't no more token
Signs of the times, man what woke us
We don't stick together man, what broke us
Niggas hate niggas like they in the
I guess Usher ain't the nigga got it bad
way a nigga listen 'less you got a bag
Fellas can't get a job he got a pass
Niggas living on the Gram like he rent
Fronting for an app, man they brag
Message got her 'bout the way she look
Now she flying out the just to get her ass
I swear this so

Crazy, it man
I was thinking the same thing
niggas think selling dope is cool
We did shit just to maintain
And we didn't pictures, the game changed
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 think ran it by nigga?
Had a lot of for you, right now none at all
Really I been planning how to kill you kindness
Just want to remind you I'm
When shit don't go I just blame it on timing
When you get your way it's Jermaine every time
give you what I owe you, pay you no mind
Invoices all in my
And I'm hearing voices every the call drop
They done run a hot with the small talk
'Bout to get another 'fore the ball drop
You don't find out how they feel 'til you out
I was tryna keep it real, that's you thought about me?
I can do better by myself, I'm off without you
Comments in my mentions, I counting
Y'all wanna something crazy? I love every nigga that hate me
I everyone that betrayed me
Did I forgive maybe
I feel a lil ever since I scribbled this shit on this paper
Fuck it, I'm fresh out of
Fuck this Kevin, just save it (GhettOut)

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