Luyện nghe bài hát Traveling Man

(Chorus)
Memories don't live like people do, they remember you,
things are good or bad, it's just the memories.
Memories don't live like people do baby don't me
I'm a man, moving through places space and time,
Got a lot of I got to do,
But lord willing I'm coming to you, baby boo,
I'm a man, moving through places space and time,
Got a lot of I got to do
But god I'm coming back to you, baby boo.

(Verse 1)
Ye I keep my bags packed, back on the road,
Headed back to baby right after the show,
But now I got clothes, hoes, piff, and kicks,
Always twist a couple spiffs I'm in the whip,
First thing I need the gas, hit the pump fill the up,
Tell my homie at the register to up,
I'm on the feeling like the straight month,
Going through the tunnel bout to up,
Phone gets hanged up, tunes way up the max,
Hit the L twice then pass it to the breath,
My mediation coming in recreation,
Ain't no pause or hesitation, to catch my respiration,
I ain't had no patience, so I'm hardly ever waiting,
Just creating money making, with preparation,
all these cats with false representation,
Two bigger words maybe need translation,
boy figurative language,
And there, that ain't shit
(uh) You feel me? The high and I'm gone.

(Chorus)
Memories don't live like people do, they remember you,
things are good or bad, it's just the memories.
Memories don't like people do baby don't forget me
I'm a traveling man, moving places space and time,
Got a lot of I got to do,
But lord willing I'm back to you, baby boo,
I'm a traveling man, moving through places and time,
Got a lot of I got to do
But god willing I'm back to you, baby boo.

(Verse 2)
My plane coming and I'm happy to land,
Every time I got to go my grabbing my hand,
Trying to me back to her, and as mad as I am,
I gotta this money I'm a traveling man,
So through airplane, boat, or in a van,
Baby I'ma back to you as fast as I can,
It don't what I gotta do,
Dreams I follow you,
Love is what I'm to,
And do I follow through,
So ima put it all on you,
Just know that I got a clue,
But baby i be watching you you some Prada shoes,
Hurt me I watch the news,
The doctor is in the hospitals trying to the sick,
But all their is impossible,
Giving the word like literature the verse,
For all of those who in the Berg,
I travel the the land and the sea,
to open up your mind,
Just me the key.

(Chorus)
don't live like people do, they always remember you,
Whether things are good or bad, just the memories.
Memories don't like people do baby don't forget me
I'm a traveling man, moving through space and time,
Got a lot of I got to do,
But lord willing I'm coming to you, baby boo,
I'm a traveling man, moving places space and time,
Got a lot of I got to do
But god willing I'm coming to you, baby boo.