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 like 8, 9 o'clock at night though, you know in and out shit, uh

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

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

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

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

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