Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday

I know it seem difficult to hit you up
But you not
About half the shit you into
And I ain't it
And we both know that I don't to offend you
I'm just focused
And I don't know why difficult
To admit I miss you
And I know why we argue
And I just that you listen
And if I you I'm sorry
The music me dismissive
When I'm I'm just driftin'
I'm not
It's to say that I stay pretty busy, lately
And I be misbehaving
I hang with my niggas
I'm famous if you forgot, I'm faithful
Despite all in my face and my pocket
And this is painfully
And I say it I vomit
On cloudy when I'm salty
I the hate to the laundry
to state for the profit
it a stain on me, nigga
My momma me a prophet
I for dollar incentive
And where I'm walking, it's
and half-retarded I
To where she when she visit
I the bottle and chug it
I see the car in the
I know the dark coming
For the moment, if I could it
She, she that

All my dreams got dimmer when I smoking pot
Nightmares got vivid when I stopped smoking pot
And you is a little different
I don't you a lot
You see, it seems

I'm coming I gotta handle business
to my sleeper seat
left you at three
I'll meet you down at baggage
in a weeks, a fortnight
you parade my homecoming, don't cry
You know I can't in any place I visit
To and die in LA
I got my Fleetwood Mac, I get high every day
But I'd be sleepy, OCD and paranoid, so
Give me Bali beach, no molly
Palm, no trees
Yo hickeys on my and tattoos you could only see
When I'm surfboarder, put whisky in that salt water
I every canteen, just to wear
that straight edge varsity you cool
They thought me in High School
God I'm jagged
Forgot you like it rough
I he called me a faggot
I was calling his bluff
I mean how anal am I gon' be I'm aiming my gun
And why's his mug all bloody, was a three on one?
Standing at Staples
I got my Grammy's and
dots on my brit
I'm not to be stunting
It's all melodic song
I this vibe in my sleep
But I'm jet-lagged is all, and restless

All my dreams got more when I stopped smoking pot
Nightmares got vivid when I stopped smoking pot
And loving you is a different
I don't you a lot
I mean,

I don't what we're about
What good is West Coast weather if bi-polar?
If need this sweater
I'd be where it's cold
Where it
I see how it
I put the flowers in
I know they're coming in
You'll only miss when it
(Yeah, I that's it)
it goes