Luyện nghe bài hát Tuscan Leather

Comin' off the last record, I'm 20 million off the record
Just to off these records, nigga that's a
I'm livin' like I'm out here on my last
Past the present you have to mention
This is nothin' for the radio, but they'll still it though
Cause it's that new Drake, that's just the way it go
Heavy all day with no chorus
We keep it thorough, nigga, rap like this for all of my niggas
I reached the point where don't shit matter to me,
I reached heights that Dwight couldn't reach, nigga
Prince Akeem, throw flowers at my feet, nigga
I go a hour on this beat, nigga
I'm as famous as my mentor
But that's still the boss, don't get for
Get hype on tracks and jump in of a bullet you wasn't meant for
Cause you really wanna hear me vent more
Hot temper, outcome
Here's a reason for niggas that's without one
That always let they run
Bench talkin' like starters, I hate it
Started from the bottom, now we here, nigga, we it
Yeah, Tom tuscan leather smelling like a brick
Degenerates, but even Ellen love our
Rich enough I don't have to tell 'em that I'm rich
Self explanatory, you just to spread the story, wassup

Sittin' Gucci Row they say up at UNLV
Young rebel, young money nothin' you could me
Paperwork takin' too long, maybe they don't me
compromise if I have to, I gotta stay with the family
Not talkin' to Nicki, communication is breakin'
I dropped the ball on some personal shit, I need to it
I'm honest, I mistakes, I'd be the second to admit it
Think why I need her in my life, to check me when I'm trippin'
On a tryna shift the culture
Tell me who dissin', I got some things that'll hit the
strep throat flows, them shits to stop all of the talkin'
All of the talkin', got one reply for all of your
Fuck what you think, I'm too busy, that's why you a message
Born a perfectionist, guess that makes me a bit
That shit I from you lately really relieved some pressure
Like aye, B I got your CD, you get an E for
I piece letters together and get to reckless
I change like credentials, you know you see the necklace
My a completed checklist
I'm tired of hearin' 'bout who you for now
Just give it time, we'll see who's still around a from now
real

How much time is this nigga spendin' on the
Lately I've feelin' like Guy Pearce in Memento
I just set the bar, niggas under it like a limbo
The family all matters, I'm just out here with my kinfolk
Off everything my pen wrote we from bundy to winslow
This for shorty up on glen grove who love I catch my tempo
I sip the Pora and listen to
The fresh just had dinner with Tatyana, no lie
All 90's fantasies on my mind
The difference is with mine, they all come true in due time
I might come through security to check if you're fine
That's just me on my solo like fuck it, YOLO
to tell you, "accept yourself"
You don't have to prove shit to no one yourself
And if you end up needin' some extra help, I could help
You know, back on feet and shit
Tryna get my up, fuck the guilty and greedy shit
How much time is nigga spendin' on the intro?
How this nigga workin' he got a fuckin' twin though?
is soundin' crazy, 40 on Martin Scorcese
And I wouldn't a thing if you paid me, now real nigga wassup
How time is this nigga spendin' on the intro?

As hell below, see you when you get there
Are you yourself?
If we may we'd just like to close off with something a bit
something a bit relevant as to us all
Are having the same fears, shedding tears
And of course in so many years
It don't mean we can't have a good life
So we'd like to just maybe close out with something, some food for