Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Knows

sick and of being sick and tired
them other niggas be the state of mind
got them on the job like it's a 9 to 5
getting money, mind ya business and out of mine
50 thousands for rolly homie
i die tonight bring my jewelry to the ceremony
knows i be shittin' on 'em
hottest nigga since that out in arizona
sleeping on me you choke and fall into a coma
smell the frangrance know the be the new aroma
i'm just spazzing out, denims large amounts
got them bitches throwin' pussy what the out
true story, new
money taller than a two story
niggas countin money, never gets boring
last i made a million of the state touring
fuck boys, what you talking bout
i run my own team, no room for mascots
look around, peep at the circle
we the niggas touching paper like a worker
plus them pistols keep them shells like a ninja
wear rubber, cus these spanish bitches so
knows i be going hard

rip my nigga daniel, remember garage
long nights, before rap shit
i was thinking keys like a locksmith
no sir, the
them crackers dirty, i just you keep ya name clear
waiting for a nigga, trippin' i just stand
i aint trippin' i stand still
lord knows i'm stressed out
walking through these roadblocks with my out
damn, 23 and made a million
fucking put a quarter million dollars round a
more to cop a phantom i aint talking opera
they sya my flow i should see a fucking doctor
real niggas in ya
chopper raise a nigga head like you
broward county i am
only nigga in my city riding
motivation, motivation, my niggas fans are
they location?
and thats to my daughter
i'm just tryna make it your
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