Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Knows

sick and tired of being sick and
muthaf-ck them other be the state of mind
got haters on the job like it's a 9 to 5
getting money, mind ya and stay out of mine
50 thousands for this homie
i die tonight just my jewelry to the ceremony
lord knows i be on 'em
hottest nigga since that out in arizona
sleeping on me hope you choke and fall into a
the frangrance know the money be the new aroma
i'm just spazzing out, denims large amounts
got them throwin' pussy what the asses out
true story, new
money taller than a two story
real niggas countin money, never boring
last year i a million of the state touring
fuck boys, know what you bout
i run my own team, aint no room for
look around, peep at the winners
we the niggas paper like a social worker
plus them pistols keep them shells like a turtle
wear rubber, cus these spanish bitches so
lord knows i be going

rip my nigga daniel, remember that
long nights, before that rap
i was thinking moving keys a locksmith
no sir, the
them crackers dirty, i just hope you keep ya name
waiting for a nigga, i just stand still
i trippin' i just stand still
lord that i'm stressed out
walking through these roadblocks my chest out
damn, 23 and made a million
fucking put a million dollars round a collar
couple more to cop a phantom i aint talking
sya my flow sick i should see a fucking doctor
real niggas in ya
chopper raise a nigga head you present
broward county i am
nigga in my city riding maybach's
motivation, motivation, my fans are dead
they location?
and word to my daughter
i'm tryna make it your headquarters
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