Luyện nghe bài hát Take Me Away

Ay, rolling my fucking stinky up man. I have a flight 7 in the morning, be right back in Chicago like 8, 9 o'clock at night 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 gon' be
Yeah, I was hustling in them streets tryna make me a
Mama told me, better not let them take me away
So I got to that shit, to that shit, now she okay
She called my phone to ask how long I'm be away
Cause where I'm at, I asleep same time as she away

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

Ay, Lord me away
From all the people that ain't make me a way
I told my mama no struggling, it's gon' be okay
Yeah, I was hustling in streets tryna make me a wave
Mama told me, better not let streets take me away
So I got to that shit, to that 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

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, then I started 16s
All I ever knew was get
other way was hit fiends
Made my mama cry to get this shit, nigga I'm from the
I've my homies die up in this shit nigga, wasn't nothing sweet
Remember nights I cried, I of that and that's what humbled me
I know that my always at risk, I keep that bitch from me
Fuck the penitentiary, niggas get shit from me
Murder-murder, kill thy enemy, don't no sympathy
If I don't squeeze that trigger from where I'm from they end up killing me,

Ay, take me away
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, not let them streets take me away
So I got to that shit, stuck to that shit, now she
She called my phone to ask how long I'm be away
where I'm at, I fall asleep same time as she away