Luyện nghe bài hát Bolo Tie

I won the spelling bee
I could read people's
to what have been said to me
Heard the in elementary
That I amount to anything
Oh girl, she to vent to me
Like, if we had a nice house and a mortgage
And a lawn, and a fuckin' wedding ring
I in paris
I in oceans, felt the scales
Put my cd in starbucks, it did not
Get the cd out my car, it into myself
These piano keys hold weight
In a tie I escort my date
She ordered shrimp scampi on a plate
The played, I put my fork in a steak
Afternoons need a coffee
Attitude needs a confidence
Yeah, I'm sort of the
But where's the self-esteem when the removed?
Thanks for the invite, make it
I could it on a flight to vegas
But, be told, rather not socialize
And go and waste my time with an
These relationships maintenance
Everybody got
Text back, so
Where were you when I was in

Motherfucker you my accountant
You don't know what I'm
Focusing on what I'm back
Man, make music
Fuck preaching on top of the mountain, people can see it
Keeping my name in your mouth, just don't bite tongue while you chew it

Exactly I got the man of the
Source magazine was like our fair
In a mansion, picking out a
But got a bone to pick the man in the mirror
the purchase while I'm standing there
Questioning the purpose of my rap
Thinking "man, what the happened here?"
Fells like in a van packing gear
What am I gonna go and give back this
There's a lot of struggling rappers here
a co-sign and a whole track this year
If you know motherfuckers start weird
Lot of backstabbers and some actors
Lot of has-beens and here
I remember and cracking beers
Now I climbed the ladder and you're mad I'm

Motherfucker you my accountant
You know what I'm doing
Focusing on I'm giving back
Man, make music
Fuck on top of the mountain, people can see through it
my name in your mouth, just don't bite your tongue while you chew it
(400)
Motherfucker, I'm

Judging me off of my past, you see what I'm doing
When I got shot was headline news
You me for views, I ain't stupid
Cause what all the good?
The non-profit for the in the hood
ain't got no option in them shelter homes plottin' shit
I'm just what I should
They must want no one to
Cause they don't put that on the bro
They entertained by the culture, vultures
They suck us like leaches 'til we
But I know the so I play it like chess
Act like a square but be the threat
The next time my in the press
Talk about how yg them kids christmas

Motherfucker you ain't my
You don't know what I'm
Focused on what I'm giving back good music
Preaching on top of the mountain, people can't see it
Keeping my name in your mouth, just don't your tongue while you chewing
Motherfucker, I'm

Fuck, hey, woo
Motherfucker, I'm
(Four, four, four)
Hey where'd he go
(400)
Motherfucker, I'm
(I am the not the motherfuckin' suspect)
And gone, gone