Luyện nghe bài hát Intro 2

I'm back, did anyone me?
They said a record could be tricky
Well kind of funny cause I am not tripping
My fans, they know what it is and they me
Yeah, I ain't the that's gon' ride with the semi
I came a town with three lakes and no city
been doing shows for nothing but pennies
When I leave the stage, they forget me
Mansion was a glimpse of my
I let you see what like to be in my head
People ask me what I think I think I be
If it wasn't music, I'd rather be
You know I said, that was like me at a 3, you don't want to see me at 10
Or you do
I promise if that is the case, then is what you're gonna get
If you're looking for music with watered lyrics, I promise that you need to go somewhere else
And if you want somebody to tell you everything that you wanna hear I won't be any
This flow is familiar. I think I heard it
Oh yeah, I it myself
I left the door open to come in my mansion but I never said it's a beautiful
Some of ya'll sat on the
Looked at my and stared at my door
They ask me if I'm going to kill it record
I laugh in their face and I ask 'em, "Do you see the on the floor?"
He's at it again, NF is he's bad with the kids
He never about nothing but him
Yeah, my friends say, "He's of a diva."
Well, you need to get some new
I'm as chill as it
'Till I get on the and flip on the switch
And I go to a place where is
If you putting my in the song, that's something that you won't regret
I'm not lying to you
I remember the shows when no one was
I the shows when nobody cared
Some people in front of me laughing like, "He going nowhere."
It's funny now, it?
This type of life isn't how I it
This type of life, it just how I pictured it
I'm in the back of the tour bus, to Facetime my family. It's different
Not you think it is
Write a review, tell me what you think of
Give me three and call me and idiot
'Bout to be honest, it don't make a
I some people don't get it
But you have no answer to Session
If you like music that's personal, I have no clue what you people are doing here
Might as well throw out the
I up a chair
I track my music like nobody's there
Only person I judge is the one in the
And lately, he ain't doing well-I don't ya'll in my head
I'm tired of it
You call it music, I it my therapist
Sick people telling me I have been carrying way too much baggage, I need to care of it
I know she's right, but man it's
Music has raised me more my parent did
out a picture of us and I stare at it
Who am I kidding? You probably ain't hearing
me an artist you want to compare me with
You put us on a track, Imma bury 'em
Give me this shovel, it's 'bout to get
None of you want to attack you staring at
I see you got beats, but where is the at?
NF is the logo, you I been wearing that
Don't to my show and be sittin' in the very back
I you out in the crowd like, "There he is!"
I thought I'd be happy. It like I'm cursed
It's hard to be when you play in the dirt
You gave me place to go when I'm hurting
I thought it'd get better, but it's getting
And I got nobody to blame when I work, like
I ain't to church, and Satan keep callin' me, he tryin' to flirt
I hang up the phone, these are than just words
I drive on that highway and to Mansion
I look up to God like, "When did happen?"
Yelling all of my fans to wake up
But feel I haven't
I get emotional. I didn't this
I'm doing things I never
I'm but I gotta leave
I don't wanna be late for my therapy