Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Land

(Verse 1)
Nigga, yeah, fresh up off the
Real niggas embrace my and bitches go insane
Even they kids throwin' up the
don't bother pronouncin' my name
They just look at my
Boy how much you on it?
This ain't nothin' but hard
and you can get from it
Ain't no toilet paper but this like the shit
it?
Smokin' chronic and gin
we get sick stomached
And them suckas ain't like it
ya bitch love it
Ima it
She gon' it
Tell me she in need
of a
I told her her feet up
We gon' go to my
soon as I roll this up
Call some friends of
and we all have a smoke out!
You ain't gotta hold it too
is rapper weed
Couple hits is all you need
In my frames, I'm blazed!
Somewhere on the
Smokin' some ray, of the day,
dialin'
Be surprised by how high a get
I'm a different kind of fly, we ain't on the same
Nigga!

(Chorus)
I land
land, won't land (x5)

(Verse 2)
No to apologize
You should know how fly do
Only
Been done with them cigarillos
I on the road choppin' and killin' them interviews
Heard I left a deal
but my paper major
And all of them fans in love me
I say what's real
So I can give a fuck!
how a hater
But uh, every time they a driver for me and Will
I her doin' my talkin' on the field
At niggas was tough,
they don't be gangstas now
of my flow,
yeah copy and paste my style
Wouldn't I notice it
While in my hotel, smokin wit yo
Fool!
And is it, what!
Relax feet, put on some music
a zip up
And we gon' smoke it it's gone
see me cough?
Can't speak for who do
I'm G'd up! What!
Haha! Ah!

(Chorus)