Luyện nghe bài hát The Plan

Ayy, uh
I do shit cause I
Turn, it up a little bit
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta
Yo, yo, yo, ayy

I might go fuck up bands (ayy)
I do shit 'cause I can (yeah)
I just care of my fam (ayy)
this was always the plan (yeah)
I go fly to Japan (ayy)
get a tan (yeah)
To the beach I don't bring (no)
Thought that was the plan (yeah)

up, now I am the man (yeah)
It's shit you don't (ayy)
just opened the can
I don't with no fufu, that's not on my brand (ayy)
Call me when you a hand (yeah)
In the bay I'm (ayy)
YSL on me, god
Tell me, why is your my number one fan? (yeah)
Always scrutinized, are super sized, why are you surprised?
Must have us with a different group of guys
Spot the truth or lies, I business
But I'm not in and ties
Just been (yeah, uh)
shit fell right into place (yeah)
Indy 500 my (ayy)
Drinking it straight to the
Liquor and women, two I don't chase (uh)
Don't got a minute to (yeah)
off I'm showing my face (yeah)
Shoutout my ace (uh)
hate so much it's a disgrace (uh)
I put 'em back into (yeah)
I put your bitch in a
I snatch her, she's vanishing without a trace (yeah)

I go fuck up these bands (ayy)
I do shit 'cause I can (yeah)
I took care of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was always the (yeah)
I go fly to Japan (ayy)
get a tan (yeah)
To the I don't bring sand (no)

that was always the plan (no)
Thought that was always the (no)
Thought that was always the (ayy)
Did it I do it (no)
Thought that was the plan
I might go up these bands (ayy)
I do this shit I can (yeah)
I just care of my fam (ayy)
this was always the plan (yeah)

Uh, ten years this shit has been (ayy)
I'm like: The fuck you been (yeah)
of fame, Gerald's a shoe in
You'll be Jordan, you're more Patrick Ewing (yeah)
Number one spot, I'm (ayy)
Exclusive Who let you in? (yeah)
Money talks, I speak it
Got of my bitch, I went got a new one
Quick swish
This bitch
Pack, flip
Making stacks
This blap
She did (uh)
a quick trap nap (yeah)
I go all night and
gotta hide this shit
This shit's a freestyle, I ain't even write shit
Roll me some, Marty, and I'm light this shit (ayy, yeah)
My jaw swimming on South
This is shit that don't teach
go too far
Don't trap too
Bitch, reach like (uh)
Drugs got me on a level, lock jaw, got slow
I'm courtside, I got seats
Next to Rihanna