Luyện nghe bài hát W.W.S.D.

(Interlude)
- Mo' than a man, I died and rose again
Fast life, motion, these days
- Well I've out walkin'
I don't do that much these days
- I gotta stop cigarettes
- These days, these days I to think a lot
About the that I fo'got to do
And all the I had the chance to
- Yo, how the fuck my new girl got me of otha girls
I I live in anotha world
- And I have a
But so hard to risk anotha
These
- days
- These
- Aye, he wrote this shit he was sixteen he said
I'm twenty seve, this is like my life

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

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

(Interlude)
- Well I will on movin', 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 been on songs with Common
It's
- days I'll sit on corner stones
- Can't stop me my nigga,
- Count the time and Quarter today, my friends
Don't confront me my faith!
- Can't achieve without failure, babe
- I have not to mend

(Verse 2)
Diggin' fo' gold in these Codeine
Tryna picture potential in Instagram models (like)
Information racin' the internet
Befo the was invented, I had a pad of writtens
Smokin' a cig on the of the house
Tryna it out
The axe cut it, moms told me cut it out
told me always take pride in my work
I the mic with blessed hands at all my concerts
Why his Solo, how is he so smart
We can see his 4 footprints in the sand when he
I like to refer to in 3rd person from the 3rd person
That's a outta experience of self
So I can see me fo' me and no one
Don't need to see a Em-E, or no jail
I'm at like a cell, I just wanna be free
All this chatter the chattel nigga
I don't speak sheep, this TDE and nothing that
Du Dog I don't even need to read the contract!
Yeah, as if some legal documents can me
Legalize, legal lies, eyes, oh I see
I did it while you were wishin'
Ask my DZA
All my verses hearses churches
Not the chicken
And I luv the Coast
But what the best one
Whats your life a soul
A one
Mac, you ain't got bars like that Mac