Luyện nghe bài hát Take Me Away

Ay, rolling my fucking stinky up man. I have a flight 7 in the morning, I'ma be right back in Chicago like 8, 9 o'clock at though, you know in and out shit, uh

Ay, Lord me away
all the people that ain't tryna make me a way
I told my mama no more struggling, it's be okay
Yeah, I was in them streets tryna make me a wave
told me, better not let them streets take me away
So I got to that shit, stuck to shit, now she okay
She called my phone to ask how I'm gon' be away
Cause where I'm at, I fall same time as she away

1]
Lord me away
To another
I'm from a where it ain't safe to put my gun away
street shit ain't fun no more, they took the fun away
I used to post up on that and have my gun on waist
Knee deep in them with nothing to say, I ain't playing no fucking games
I was with my niggas, you know they with it, ain't with no fucking lames
Don't drop our names, still dropout gang, we'll up bust some brains
I remember them days in the studio late like a fucking slave
Too many days now I take a day just to 100k
100,000 I was up at night tryna make another wave
Got my mama another place, that other shit don't nothing to me, ay

Ay, Lord me away
From all the people ain't tryna make me a way
I told my mama no more struggling, gon' be okay
Yeah, I was hustling in them streets tryna me a wave
Mama told me, better not let them streets me away
So I got to shit, stuck to that shit, now she okay
She called my to ask how long I'm gon' be away
Cause where I'm at, I fall same time as she away

2]
Young fuck that sack up tryna make me a wave
to my grind got that shit back, it ain't take me away
Broke in the before I ever made it on the big screens
14s, 15s, then I started spitting 16s
All I ever knew was get
other way was hit fiends
Made my mama cry to get shit, nigga I'm from the streets
I've seen my homies die up in this nigga, wasn't nothing sweet
Remember nights I cried, I think of that and what humbled me
I know my life always at risk, I keep that bitch from me
Fuck the penitentiary, won't get shit from me
Murder-murder, kill thy enemy, don't show no
If I don't squeeze that trigger from where I'm from end up killing me, nigga

Ay, Lord take me
all the people that ain't tryna make me a way
I told my mama no struggling, it's gon' be okay
Yeah, I was hustling in them streets make me a wave
Mama told me, better not let them streets me away
So I got to that shit, stuck to shit, now she okay
She called my phone to ask how I'm gon' be away
Cause where I'm at, I fall asleep same time as she