Luyện nghe bài hát Yung God

Yung God I ride up
Not too many that can fuck me
hung up on the bullshit
I cant afford that type of

I get so faded
Howd I get so
Im do a show in Paris
I swear Im feelin like I it

Makin off of bein a prophet
Turnin visions riches way too big for my pockets
girl Im a star
I suggest you

While you were scalin out your
I was my options
Like aint no in my pictures for bitches I end up croppin
Ive been movin and flippin and livin like Im poppin

Im the yung yacht
and Im not sober
Yea they had me on probation but ill be in Cctober
You have to love me love me

But you gon have to with me
You have to love me love me
But you gon to fuck with me
Yung God when I up

Not too that can fuck with me
Never up on the bullshit
I cant that type of luxury

I get so faded
Howd I get so

Im boutta do a in Paris
I swear Im like I made it
Society reduce me to simplicity
But little do they that Im designed by the divinity

Not wrapped up in your
Im intertwined with the
Baby close your
Youll realize that youre me
Sip

Flip problems
Flip these hoes 16's ahhh shit

I get so faded
Howd I get so

You dont have to love me me
But you gon have to with me
You dont to love me love me
But you gon have to with me