Luyện nghe bài hát untitled 08 (09.06.2014)

Why so
Walking around them blue faces
She said I'm on my luck
And it's something I gotta
Blue
I hit the bank and told them color me bad
faces
Get new money, and it's breaking me down honey

Two in the bucket I cry with you
But I never lie with you
I could never not to afford
I could never put my plans to the with you
I could see a red light
Like a deer a headlight
I freeze up I re-up
See I barely have
And relating
the moment to complete us
Why you hate to for it?
The reason I never to work for it
See a to five was so jive turkey
But Thanksgiving came that check didn't hurt me
You plead the
I read the fifth
We both criminals with bad
They say time all
But if I can
My success, by tomorrow

Why so
Walking around with them faces
She I'm down on my luck
And it's I gotta have
faces
I hit the today and told them color me bad
faces
Get that new money, and it's breaking me down

My home girl got a credit card
She got a scholarship to college but she give a damn
Intuition she got a broke bitch
She tell me on the phone with the noodles in the pan
I you, woman, I console you, woman
You like the universe owes you, woman
Oh the anticipation, of hoping you could it
Bitches don't prosper education
But you're talented, and handle it
And your homegirls be your manager
365 four, plus more
If get it right, tell me, do you got the stamina?
But shit, ain't no money like fast
Even today I'm considered a dummy
A chasing stardom, how can I fast forward?
My accolades than all them

Why so
Walking with them blue faces
She I'm down on my luck
And it's something I gotta
faces
I hit the bank today and told them me bad
Blue
Get that new money, and it's breaking me honey

I wrote this song looking at a broke baby
You know the poverty stricken the broke boy and babies
Somebody yell "Kendrick American, they is crazy"
And I "why?"
Then he me in the eye, and said "nigga you fucked up"
You're banking on good luck, you wishing for
You never through shit, you're crying hysterical
You settle for everything, complain about
You say you sold crack, my world
Your projects ain't shit, I in a hut bitch
I'm living to keep warm, you living to pay
I paid my way through, to Allah
You your way through, by living in sci-fi
yourself, you talking to strangers
Same thing goes for the ones you with
When y'all on the boat looking for hope
And all you can say is that you're for dope
days ain't no compromise
And your pain mines half the time
A brand new excuse ain't to me
Bitch I made my moves, with shackled
Town

In day and age we practice the self pity of taking the easy way out
You on them, him and her
But when a blessing takes long, that's you go wrong
You motherfucker

Why so
Walking with them blue faces
She said I'm down on my
And something I gotta have
faces
I hit the bank today and told color me bad
faces
Get that new money, and it's breaking me honey

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