Luyện nghe bài hát Trip on My Words

I dead-ass up in the clothes I was wearing last night
Your a little greasy

1]
Oh god mother, father, believe me
I've waiting too long
I've takin' it easy
I've been stressin' the situation, no you have to
All the warmth I be having it be coming you
Been my own lab rat, tests for days
Seeing what would fuck my mind up and would put me in my
What would show me my light, and me out my dark
When my line was where I began where I start

It isn't
Thinking all I'm
All the I did sorry just bought a business
And these lies that I (Yeah)
And i trip on my
Now I on my words
And then I stay
That's

Wanna, wanna make it, wanna shoot for the
Please God make it so I won't short
Haven't been the best writer, not been good with these
But I'm really writing just to show I am and where I wanna

Wanna make it, shoot for the stars
Please God make it so I won't fall
Haven't been the best writer, not been good with these But I'm really writing just to show what I am worth

2]
Throw it way back when, when my was shit
Pissing of my mom and pop, still callin' me
I've been dodging all the drama, in public
I've been missing all the action, being than bliss
Like some Goodyear so fast with these wings on
Threw out my and I got me my Scot song
Voice got since the seven-old
me in my eyes, man
This boy is fully

3]
Now they take my soul, they wanna sell it for gold
But the jokes on them because I don't have one to
My hair's redder the rising sun
Smoking so much reefer feel like and Chong
Off the ganja like a Rastaman
jammin' out like god damn
But I, stick to the things
Like Momma cooked meals
That's how feels, you bitch

Wanna it, wanna shoot for the stars
God make it so I won't fall short
Haven't the best writer not been good with these words
But I'm really writing just to show what I am and where I

Wanna it, wanna shoot for the stars
Please God it so I won't fall short
Haven't the best writer not been good with these words
But I'm really really really really really really wanna