Luyện nghe bài hát Staying Power

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Lately been feelin' niggas doubt me
Trust me, they don't got no power
Left Atlantic, a minute later
Every record try and scout me
Representin' all niggas
Intelligent, fly, and get nigga
I tell her to fly, she catch a
Or she RHO, or she get to
AKA, I be wreckless
'07 my jacket
at Virginia State
My second year, I tried to get one
bird, that was Petersburg
Now, my little fly to Teterboro
Halliburton full of Blues
Ain't no Akroyd or neither
Paranoid, so I'm drinking
Hearing voices, I don't heavy
Had a choice, I can turn a
I be runnin' back for a team or
Kick return, money
Now, I'm burners in the club
I'm not concerned about who beefing us
I can give 'em words, I could 'em up
Rap dudes, I'm Zab
Hook, cross, jab, jab em'
Uber X, I'm in a
She was in mag, she got a attitude, uh
But, I'm though
I'm not a nigga tryna big boy
I'm like the of the new school
about three stacks on a Bitcoin, ayy
I got for her
You a simp, why you gotta buy a gift for
buy me a 'rari, you buying Foamposites
And walk around we ain't different
Shit, just Instagram
Shit, y'a just shit, yeah
I ain't to tit for tat, but nigga check the map
who put shit there? Me, Folarin
I got her, and I can my opponents
And I'm not too popular, media treat my passion like a or something
Y'all get the handoff and it
Me, I get it and Kamara it
Simple city niggas wild with me, so you town niggas humble it
Gassing on beats, and I sweet
The homies is homonyms out in these
You probably is wondering what do mean?
I ain't too deep, but I ain't too

I am the niggas trying to be
to Portland before I signed with my team
Niggas fly on they feet
Never broke shit applying to me
Forever that shit, it run in my blood like I'm sipping mud
And tired and
We laughing at who thoughts, quiet for me
I quietly quietly built my empire, to set afire to the rivaling
I'm a lion, you infusely
Devour anybody me
Blood on my
All of my queens got blood on sneakers
All of my women be loyal and
I 'em all shopping then burn the receipt
Who with me?

Nah really? Who with me?
Folarin, the flow
The godfather
Rest in Peace to Brown
He said,