Luyện nghe bài hát T$RL

True story real life, first let me say
I'm am black and white, everybody just fakes it
Everybody else is so basic, stop trying bitch home
We don't need band in the grey zone
Do you need jeans, I could pay for
True real life, mama said I'd be a rockstar
But and roll is dead mama
not long before the blogs are
Until I'll be a blogstar
If you need me you know where be
Man I'm either on the road or flying
I got a bunch of little girls over me
True story real life, we got to a label
And we infected the
We playing on the radio
Do you think we could say no
Million checks on the table
We were working at the on the payroll
Now it's kinda hard just to lay low
True story real life, the guardian I have is me
I'll kill with a pitchfork
I'm my own worst
When I die leave me in the
I pigeons flying over me
And I'm addicted to this whole
So I don't you you don't got any hope for me
True real life, I could use a little help
And I'm talkin' girls like I got 'em but I don't
I'm upset myself
Man I I could have sex with myself
That would all my issues
You were but I miss you
Now I'm alone a box full of tissues
True story real life, I don't feel like we it
Didn't to be a mystery
We just didn't wanna say
Now we're a bit famous
And I I might hate it
I could give a mothafuck a plaque with double platinum
Looks good when next to white and black