Luyện nghe bài hát Where Are You

Yeah, whatever happened to bobby ray? He used to be for us
Then he got famous and left all of us fans in the
We never hear from you you're constantly
And relatives always miss you at family occasions
And your misses you too since all the fortune you've been
Too busy now she feels unimportant
And daddy's been goin through it since he lost his mother
The least you could do is call him to show him you him
I never thought you sell out, you becoming so cocky
I asked you for a picture after show you walked right by me
I'm like "aint this the dude said it aint about the price tag"
Now on your records all you do is brag
Come on bob, I thought you was better than dog
What happened to cloud 9, and generation
You were my idol, just when I thought I'd up on everything
I you play this familiar melody.
I heard you play this melody.

Yeah, whatever happened to b.o.b? he was my favorite
I to God that I had all of his mixtapes on my playlist
He was hood, but so different at the same
It was like a of fresh air every time he rhymed
And everybody was on him and the world fell in
The girls, the money, the - all the above
I guess he stopped giving a for all of us little people
With your shades on we can't see you
Is that what happens once somebody makes it off of
They taste the and change like it's just automatic
the integrity? You on that other shit.
You don't even sound the same. I liked your shit.
But we'll still stand you 'cause somewhere deep inside you
There's than what meets the eye
I swear on the bible you were my
just when I thought I'd up on everything
I heard you this familiar melody.
I heard you play this melody.

Yeah, I watched my life change in a couple of years
Who would've ever thought I would've caught the world by the
I this shit is so much bigger than I had figured
But if it wasn't meant to be this be my career
It's like people only see it the way it
But they never see the ropes and the pulleys and the
Blood, and tears? We cry but all we sweat is tears.
In the middle of rap game on the battlefield
All of these chop-chop tryin to fool me
You never know who's gonna play you and try to make you phony
I live and die for my team. These niggas are more my homies
We put it all on the we gave up all our belongings
For this rap shit. at the end of the day
It aint just rap shit. I call it a way.
For our survival. Just when I I gave up on everything
I dreamed this familiar melody.