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 take me
all the people that ain't tryna make me a way
I told my no more 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, to that shit, now she okay
She my phone to ask how long I'm gon' be away
where I'm at, I fall asleep same time as she away

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

Ay, take me away
From all the people ain't tryna make me a way
I told my no more struggling, it's gon' be okay
Yeah, I was hustling in streets tryna make me a wave
Mama told me, better not let them streets take me
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 I'm at, I fall asleep same time as she away

2]
Young nigga fuck that up tryna make me a wave
Stuck to my grind got shit back, it ain't take me away
Broke in the hood I ever made it on the big screens
Selling 14s, 15s, I started spitting 16s
All I ever was get cream
Only way was hit fiends
my mama cry to get this 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 that my life always at risk, I keep that bitch from me
Fuck the penitentiary, niggas won't get from me
Murder-murder, kill thy enemy, show no sympathy
If I don't squeeze trigger from where I'm from they end up killing me, nigga

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