Luyện nghe bài hát SMFWU

'Fore we was anything, 'fore you see us
Before we was electric, that was Prius
we ever dreamt it here, it's nothing to dream of
'Cause let's be honest, you didn't think that this could be us
Now me shaking hands on the carpet in demand
Sliding hard right like you me on thin air
I'm for the night, got no plans on getting free
You were you and now you're Instagraming me

See me up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? (I'm the same motherfucker)
And if talking to the crew, better know you ain't fucking wit us (you ain't fucking wit us)
Did it on our own, they telling us no
But now open up the doors wherever we go
And now we walk up in the and they say motherfuckers what up? (and they say motherfuckers)

I sing a pop song, I rap a song
I sing a-club-banging, make-them-panties-drop
I'm show time, I keep it poppin' like popcorn
Now watch me money like a motherfuckin' dot com
This just how you
When you see me in your
It's like I go, everybody fucking wit me
Yes I'm on top of my game, they all my name
But I you if you know me then you know I never change

See me walk up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? (motherfucker up)
And if you're talking to the crew, better you ain't fucking wit us (you ain't fucking wit us)
Did it on our own, kept telling us no
But now they open up the doors we go
And now we walk up in the and they say motherfuckers what up? (motherfuckers what up?)

It's I'm still a kid in the back of the Ford Taurus, yes,
Waving at some while they scream their favorite choruses
Now forward, my song flashes across the dashboard
Is the life I asked for? Well fuck it man of course it is
I needed a mic and a stage I could play on
This life's my playground, I'm with a crayon
Now how the drought so cold, no
No size limit on greatness,
Only getting better bruh, dominate Federer
But if you don't like my lyrics send a to the editor
His address is 'Fuck You', street is 'Deal Wit It'
Make you tramp stamp it so I know I still get it
Am I a sellout? 'Cause every show I out
I hang around with fans 'til tell me to get the hell out
Middle to the haters, tell em shut up
So if you feel that let me hear you say up!

See me up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? (motherfucker what up)
And if you're to the crew, better know you ain't fucking wit us (you ain't fucking wit us)
Did it on our own, they telling us no
But now open up the doors wherever we go
And now we walk up in the room and they say motherfuckers what up? (and they say what up?)