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

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

1]
Lord me away
To place
I'm from a place where it ain't safe to put my gun
This street shit ain't fun no more, they the fun away
I used to post up on that block and 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 know they with it, ain't 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 days now I take a day just to make
100,000 days I was up at night tryna another wave
Got my mama place, that other shit don't mean nothing to me, ay

Ay, Lord take me
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 hustling in them 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 long I'm gon' be
Cause where I'm at, I asleep same time as she away

2]
Young nigga fuck that sack up tryna make me a
Stuck to my grind got that back, it ain't take me away
Broke in the hood before I ever made it on the big
Selling 14s, 15s, then I spitting 16s
All I ever knew was get
Only other way was hit
Made my mama cry to get this shit, nigga I'm from the
I've seen my homies die up in this shit nigga, wasn't nothing
Remember nights I cried, I think of and that's what humbled me
I know my life always at risk, I keep that bitch from me
Fuck the penitentiary, niggas get shit from me
Murder-murder, thy enemy, don't 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 struggling, it's gon' be okay
Yeah, I was hustling in streets tryna make me a wave
Mama me, better not let them streets take me away
So I got to that shit, stuck to shit, now she okay
She my phone to ask how long I'm gon' be away
Cause where I'm at, I fall asleep time as she away