Luyện nghe bài hát W.W.S.D.

(Interlude)
- Mo' than a man, I been died and again
life, slow motion, these days
- Well been out walkin'
I do that much talkin' these days
- I gotta smokin' cigarettes
- days, these days I seem to think 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 otha
I think I live in anotha
- And I have a
But it's so hard to risk
days
- days
- days
- Aye, he wrote this shit when he was he said
I'm twenty seve, this is my whole life

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

(Verse)
So many pills I should've slipped
My the same color 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 home if you worried my whereabouts
Chasing the at the end of the fuckin' tunnel
Pray fo' Sydney, Tia a text, tell her I luv you
The devil is a lie, neva let him
God took my angel, and left me here, it's here

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

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