Luyện nghe bài hát Told Me

Help me

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

Nobody did for me when I'm on my knuckles
Quick to tell a fuck 'em, I come up from nothin'
Bad dreams, heart cold, of lookin' out
Bitch niggas to major and they lookin' frowned
Goin' shoppin', buyin' belts, even help out
You was not real nigga, you dependin' if your loyalty is
It's sold to the highest
Black bitch niggas number reconsider
I was born a god but I got the picture
mingle with the peasants, you too good for that, you different
Smilin' in your face, they see you stumble, kick you
Work hard, by myself, I don't kick it
Turn my nose up, sick of fuckin' with you

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

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

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

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

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