Luyện nghe bài hát Time I'm On

Three, man
Dubba-AA
AI
Louie made another one
I ain't did that, nah
Why you like that? Nah
I do shit 'cause shit, I just be in my own world
is the sound

I drink codeine, my cup on the to relax
Smoking weed, loaded, I just bought another pack
Don't walk up on me, clutchin', you might walk that strap
These hoes be on me 'cause they know all these niggas cap
Out late night with Three, ma, I ain't home
I tryna make it through the headphones
You see me I came in, I was all alone
Now nobody understand the type of I'm on

Four in the coupe, me and my bro 'nem
him, run down on him, we gon' put it on him
Everybody ridin', bullets flyin', niggas dyin', we show them
These ass niggas done stole him, and we don't even know them

Nigga try and I'ma blow him on the scene
check how I been flexin' with these hundreds in my jeans
I been trying to shake back, I been off that lean
Tryna come up with a plan, I ain't off as I seem
I'm in at the studio and hoes running in and out
No more sleeping on Montana couch with a chopper close around
I been living on my own, I ain't no baby now
I got platinum around the house
I be high, I ain't 'bout y'all

I drink codeine, my cup on the to relax
Smoking hella weed, loaded, I just bought pack
Don't run up on me, clutchin', you might walk into strap
These hoes be on me 'cause they all these other niggas cap
Out late night with Three, ma, I ain't comin'
I tryna make it through the headphones
You see me when I in, I was all alone
Now understand the type of time I'm on

Four choppers in the coupe, me and my bro
him, run down on him, we gon' put it on him
Everybody ridin', flyin', niggas dyin', we gotta show them
These bitch ass niggas done stole him, and we don't know them

I ain't sit around, motherfuck they make, I done went that way
I don't play, hundred rounds, hundred racks on your brain, young go rampage
This a new Maybach seat, go more space, right between us, an ice tray
Audemar rose gold, I don't know what the time say, new piece Shine made
Walkin' 'round racks on me, motherfuck if it's flashy
I come straight up out the street, ain't no pretending, no
I don't blame no one for my struggle, I still with my daddy
I'm still thuggin', as fuck, ridin' 'round, toting ratchets

Out late with Three, ma, I ain't comin' home
I tryna make it through the headphones
You see me when I came in, I was all
Now nobody understand the type of I'm on

Four in the coupe, me and my bro 'nem
Catch him, run down on him, we put it on him
Everybody ridin', bullets flyin', niggas dyin', we show them
These bitch ass niggas done stole him, and we don't even know

is the sound