Luyện nghe bài hát Told Me

Help me

the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup
Pray to God I end it, seems I don't believe in much

Nobody did nothing for me when I'm on my
to tell a nigga fuck 'em, I come up from nothin'
Bad dreams, heart cold, of lookin' out
Bitch slow to major and they lookin' frowned
Goin' shoppin', buyin' belts, even them out
You was not nigga, you dependin' if your loyalty is bought
It's sold to the highest
Black bitch niggas number reconsider
I was born a god but I got the picture
Couldn't mingle the peasants, you too good for that, you different
Smilin' in your face, they see you stumble, they'll you
hard, trap by myself, I don't kick it
Turn my nose up, of fuckin' with you bitches

the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it seems I believe in much

for love in the wrong places
Now I'm givin' up, been contemplated, think I really had enough
I think I really had
Wanna all the lies that they told me, that they told me
Wanna all the lies that they told me, that they told me

We the same cell, helped 'em borrow
Now they play the game well, I'm confused by the
I pick and choose
Everyday for death, nigga win or lose
Brains blowed out, I'm goin' to court
in piece gangster Reezy, I miss you swear to God
Marquise got two weeks after we talked
That boy pussy, he lyin', we never fought
Scared of a nigga the yard he never
him in the (?) 'round the freak people
Locker full of shit, I can feed people
rich, got phones in the line
BWA, I was in the mind
Drinker come and got richer just let it pow
Julio I you, just hit me when you get out
Free throw shot to (?) right on could get him out
I don't want to touch 'em, test somethin' nigga, we it out
Bullet after bullet bullet after bullet
Walked out the cut stand up in your chest
Rubber band up, never seen it, I'm a
Ya'll praise a nigga but I still ain't get it yet

the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it seems I believe in much

Searchin' for love in the wrong
Now I'm givin' up, suicide been contemplated, think I had enough
I I really had enough
Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that told me
believe all the lies that they told me, that they told me

Hate the way I'm feelin', pain in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it seems I don't in much