Luyện nghe bài hát This Plane

Yeah it's young Man
Mr.
Everyone me man
Taylor or die
And this is brought to you by

And planes too

Rostrum Records in this
Taylor Gang, Hustle
Deal or No
Yeah,

You
I'm
fuck them niggas who hated, I'm money affiliated
Speculating me landing, must got me mistaken with lame niggas
Know you gone get high as fuck as long as the with you
Left that major alone and became richer
talking down but see me I'm the same nigga
Leave your bitch around we gone drink the with her
We don't touch the ground, see a with my name it
Only ez-widers, no cigars for me and my gang
Fool, I'm a legend in these streets 'cause how I do my
And don't wear the fitted, I got the on my chain
Oh man, still they hate and smack, knowing if I was gone
There'd be no to throw your rocks at
at maximum altitudes I'm tryna top that
So in touch with the real them suckas tryna stop
But I, live or let die, get high
And tell lames to deplane or let fly

Don't know they hatin' for, I'm just gettin' my paper
Well, maybe love me more when I'm gone
I wanna leave, but I need to, it's such a shame
(Shame, shame)
They gon' miss this (plane, plane)
They gon' this plane (plane, plane)
They gon' this plane (plane, plane)
They gon' miss this
I try to believe you, I wanna leave but I need to

alone in this wave race
Say I'm too fast, don't plan on changing my pace
Got one foot on the gas, there's never a for brakes
Smoke ez-wider's with hash, fuck bitches out of state
Valet my cars, a waiter to bring me plates
Shrimp and Mignon, we celebrate buying drinks
With a of broads, my nigga's and who got love for me
lonely at the top, I'm tired of having company
Uh, so while you busy trying to fit in, stand out
And my life through this lens to see how it pans out
Substitute ass niggas, need a handout
Middle finger screaming fuck niggas who hated, I'm money affiliated
Pop another bottle, chronic smoke integrated
Speculating me landing got me mistaken
I'm speaking as the of the plane
a runner on the jet way

Don't know what they hatin' for, I'm just gettin' my
Well, they'll love me more when I'm gone
I wanna leave, but I need to, it's such a shame
(Shame, shame)
They gon' miss this (plane, plane)
They gon' miss plane (plane, plane)
gon' miss this plane (plane, plane)
They miss this plane
I try to believe you, I don't leave but I need to