Luyện nghe bài hát Time I'm On

Three, man
Dubba-AA
AI
Bandz made another one
I never did that, nah
Why you acting that? Nah
I do this shit shit, I just be in my own world
This is the

I codeine, my cup on the dirty to relax
hella weed, loaded, I just bought another pack
Don't walk up on me, clutchin', you walk into that strap
These hoes be on me they know all these other niggas cap
Out late with Three, ma, I ain't comin' home
I been tryna make it through the
You see me when I in, I was all alone
Now nobody understand the type of 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', bullets flyin', dyin', we gotta show them
These bitch ass niggas stole him, and we don't even know them

Nigga try and I'ma him right on the scene
Nigga how I been flexin' with these hundreds in my jeans
I been trying to back, I been loaded off that lean
Tryna come up with a plan, I throwed off as I seem
I'm in Cali at the studio and hoes in and out
No more sleeping on Montana couch with a somewhere close around
I been living good on my own, I no baby now
I got plaques around the house
I be high, I worried 'bout y'all

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

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

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

Out late night with Three, ma, I comin' home
I been tryna make it through the
You see me I came in, I was all alone
Now nobody understand the type of 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', bullets flyin', niggas dyin', we gotta show
bitch ass niggas done stole him, and we don't even know them

This is the