Luyện nghe bài hát The Curse Of The Gifted

Life's better your niggas good, and your mama straight
I'm honestly still looking for some of balance
Cuz the got me jah tripping
Cuz I like my bitch, but I these bitches on my dick
When spitting tell me what you feeling different knowing you's the bread
And rare you hear niggas say he can't feel you
But in your ears like he dope, just not dope
And the closest ho be probin you to open up
And to do so you roll one up
And it's at the top
They say me they feelin me
I eat this game and shit out
My dirty draws got winning
I'm in too deep, this industry is to a nigga
Got change like them, just but changed like them nigga
They only with my old shit cuz I'm on shit
But I was potent in '06, niggas as shit
Now my dreams is nothing more minimal thoughts
And my cheese gon fluctuate tho is the cause
And I'm tired
And I'm too
But it's like my made these niggas turn they pride to fool
Yea, ye ain't gotta love us
But you better respect this hustle, real nigga shit

Satisfaction's for
for suckers
And ye even gotta love us
But you will this motherfuckin hustle, real nigga shit

See life better when you you real
I know some niggas is winning but been home in years
Pray they not know the feeling, sitting on a million
Sipping pretentious
Ease with they money when hella finding is only
Like you were I bet yourself that you with 60 niggas
So we that circle small and never let no squares in there
It's double M G, I hope know the set
Don't you cop a second whip unless yo out of debt
Shout out to my Bola, be home in a minute yep
My nigga's at the correctional, that's me in that vent
They I wasn't winning, the crew full of troubles
But I do, I fucked the game and came out a gold
I be loving my accomplishments
But a brand new got me plottin on another hit
Success is like a ending battle
Well at the top and if that's you you who you tryna hear
To top on my year, it's all that I ask of
I pray you forgive me if I don't bask in chapter
I'm a out Georgetown, we talkin bout practice?
'Cause in this establishment you never established

for suckers
Satisfaction's for
And ye don't even gotta us
But you will respect this motherfuckin hustle, real shit

for suckers
Satisfaction's for
And ye even gotta love us
But you will this motherfuckin hustle, real nigga shit

This is the story the price of fame
But the for the dollar
Is because they cannot