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 that 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 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 take me
To place
I'm from a place where it ain't safe to put my gun
This shit ain't fun no more, they took the fun away
I used to post up on that block and my gun on waist
deep in them streets with nothing to say, I ain't playing no fucking games
I was with my niggas, you know they with it, ain't hang no fucking lames
Don't drop our names, still dropout gang, pull up bust some brains
I them days in the studio late sweating 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 don't mean 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, it's 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 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

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 I ever made it on the big screens
Selling 14s, 15s, then I started 16s
All I ever was get cream
Only 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 that my life always at risk, I keep that from me
Fuck the penitentiary, won't get shit from me
Murder-murder, kill thy enemy, don't no sympathy
If I don't squeeze that from where I'm from they end up killing me, nigga

Ay, Lord me away
From all the people that tryna make me a way
I told my mama no more struggling, it's gon' be
Yeah, I was in them streets tryna make me a wave
Mama me, better 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 I'm gon' be away
Cause where I'm at, I fall same time as she away