Luyện nghe bài hát W.W.S.D.

(Interlude)
- Mo' than a man, I died and rose again
life, slow motion, these days
- I've been out walkin'
I don't do that much these days
- I stop smokin' cigarettes
- These days, these days I seem to a lot
the things that I fo'got to do
And all the I had the chance to
- Yo, how the fuck my new girl got me jealous of girls
I think I in anotha world
- And I a luva
But it's so to risk anotha
days
- days
- days
- Aye, he this shit when he was sixteen he said
I'm twenty seve, is like my whole life

- Now if I seem to be
To live the life that I made in time
- You all I like to do is keep it real
Solo... hoe
- Well just that I have been losin'
- Can I win one
- So
- Yeah, its pain you was talkin' about
Can I win one

(Verse)
So many I should've slipped already
My lungs the same as my lips already
Expensive clothes, insufficient
Me & my bros switchin' hoes fo' fun
The money and bitches is all we care
Very far from if you worried about my whereabouts
Chasing the light at the end of the tunnel
Pray fo' Sydney, Tia a text, tell her I luv you
The devil is a lie, neva let him
God my angel, and left me here, it's happy here

(Interlude)
- Well I will keep on movin', on
Things are bound to be improvin' days
- It's long term, this shit
- I luv these
- It will all make sense one day my
I even been on songs Common
crazy
- These days I'll sit on corner
- Can't me my nigga, yeah
- Count the time and Quarter Jones today, my
confront me with my faith!
- Can't success without failure, babe
- I have not fo'got to

(Verse 2)
Diggin' fo' in these Codeine bottles
Tryna picture potential in these Instagram (like)
Information around the internet
the iPad was invented, I had a pad of writtens
Smokin' a cig on the of the house
figure it out
The axe didn't cut it, told me cut it out
Clem told me always take pride in my
I the mic with blessed hands at all my concerts
Why his name Solo, how is he so
We can see his 4 footprints in the when he walk
I like to to myself in 3rd person from the 3rd person
That's a outta body of self
So I can see me fo' me and no one
Don't to see a Em-E, award or no jail
I'm at them a cell, I just wanna be free
All this chatter from the chattel
I don't speak sheep, TDE and nothing beyond that
Du Dog I don't even need to read the contract!
Yeah, as if some documents can stop me
Legalize, legal lies, eyes, oh I see
I did it you were sittin' wishin'
Ask my DZA
All my verses hearses churches
Not the cheap
And I luv the Coast
But what the best one
your life without a soul
A one
Yeah Mac, you ain't got bars that Mac