Luyện nghe bài hát Tuscan Leather

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

Sittin' Gucci Row they say up at UNLV
Young rebel, young nothin' you could tell me
Paperwork takin' too long, they don't understand me
I'll compromise if I to, I gotta stay with the family
Not even to Nicki, communication is breakin'
I dropped the on some personal shit, I need to embrace it
I'm honest, I make mistakes, I'd be the to admit it
that's 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 hit the culprit
Them strep flows, them shits to stop all of the talkin'
All of the talkin', got one reply for all of your
what you think, I'm too busy, that's why you leave a message
Born a perfectionist, guess that makes me a bit
That shit I heard from you lately really relieved some
Like aye, B I got your CD, you get an E for
I piece letters together and get to talkin'
I don't change like credentials, you know you see the
My life's a completed
I'm tired of hearin' who you checkin' for now
Just give it time, see who's still around a decade from now
That's

How much time is this nigga spendin' on the
Lately I've been feelin' like Guy in Memento
I just set the bar, fall under it like a limbo
The all that 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 who love when I catch my tempo
I sip the Pora and listen to
The fresh just had dinner with Tatyana, no lie
All these 90's fantasies on my
The difference is that with mine, all come true in due time
I might come through without security to check if fine
That's just me on my solo like fuck it, YOLO
to tell you, "accept yourself"
You don't to prove shit to no one except yourself
And if you end up needin' some extra help, I could help
You know, back on feet and shit
get my karma up, fuck the guilty and greedy shit
How much time is nigga spendin' on the intro?
How this nigga workin' like he got a fuckin' though?
Life is crazy, 40 on Martin Scorcese
And I wouldn't change a thing if you paid me, now real nigga
How much time is nigga spendin' on the intro?

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