Luyện nghe bài hát Vanity

There we go, we go
I think live again

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[Verse 1:
All alone, my phone
Back in the zone, been home but gone
Prioritizing in case I do not live long
And finally found time to sit down and pen this song
Might as well try to you how I feel when I feel
And not just when it's time to pay some bills, is real
You can miss it everyday, to get a little pay
the page with some change
Try to feel a change on my mind
I be thinking about the but
Sunshine everyday but hey
What can I
This is California where the phoneys run up on you
Cause they want you to be just like
I'm on the corner to get a swisher from the liquor store
Twist the dro, sit at home, pen a
Call a chick, get some
Play my shit, I roll
nobody knows my mental like me
Open my window let you get a peep, peep
My life is simple, yo they the shit is deep. Sheep
Be sleeping on me cause I finally got some sheets.
That's for wifey not just hoes that to ride me
Cause they me when I'm riding the beat
"To each his own", niggas say. They chromes
Splitting domes in they song,
I just feel I'm pennin' a

I can't believe think it's (Vanity)
my peeps say it's (Vanity)
(They it Vanity)
Just because I'd rather eat in
My life's been a bitch this chick named(Vanity)
(They it Vanity)
alone on my own dick is (Vanity)
And I'm gone, "home sick" is just (Vanity)

2: Blu]

All
Back in the zone. No, at home
Been home but ain't boned
Threw a few to her
Told her get her comb out my
Turn a square to a spliff and lift my in the air
Above where the rain falls all inside my home
Like, colored paint balls
it what you want
Niggas laugh my faith strong
All I know is no one knows the places that I've
Or faces that I've cry, seen laugh, seen die
Seen eyes my life in all of them
Seen signs of but I caught hope
Will in my wings, halo, haul hope
To faith a new black pope
Fuck a
I am dope I want to be
And flow when I'm on the
I stroke when I to; need to skeet
the streets
They will fuck you if you
"Keep your enemies and on the ropes
they supposed to be close"
Poppa told me. And the few know showed me the ropes
Hanging on dreams to be happy, whether lavish or
seen enough to make a boy die nappy
Now a man on a search for the God I am
But I'd rather be me

Is (Vanity)?
My poppa me it was (Vanity)
My old said it's (Vanity)

Because I'd rather be all by
Instead of laughing the crowd
If I don't to be part of their gaiety
They'll say to me, "Don't be so proud."
But how are to know?
I'm looking and low
For love used to be my own...