Luyện nghe bài hát #Endoftheworld

[XV - 1]
Let me in your life, let me in your
Let me in stereos and get me in my zone
A hero on the is what I wanna be the most
But if we follow for a follow, me who gon lead us both
Roman flow, wallet full of C's
numbers into the alphabet so I can count G's
The loser who won too you was counting the 3
the millions cause they doubted the dream
I aint lost a thing in grind but my mind
And so harsh how could dreaming waste my time
I just ask mine, hypothetical at
Wonderin' if my rap matter after I flat line?
So I sign out of Facebook and get some real
Got off Twitter niggas and set some real trends
And we gon' get it man the World spins
everyday they try to say that the World ends

Followers followin', models modellin'
Niggas throwin' they dollars in and everybody is
Is it the end of the world
Is it the end of the World
Followers followin', role models
Niggas they dollars in and everybody is hollerin
Is it the end of the world
Is it the end of the yet?

[XV - 2]
Young and invincible, by all the principles
cause all our principles would seem so fictional
Now we live in a that's so digital
Hashtags at the minimal, niggas act like it's
Typical I watch thats at they pinnacle
And not one event that felt pivotal
I was young I was wylin' but always had drive
They suspended my and then I got fly
Who change the World, not I
But I will influence the mind does try
a Pac line, see how it all goes
We could become a leader after you
So sign out of Facebook and get real friends
Get off Twitter my and set some real trends
And we gon get it the world spins
Cause everyday they try to say the world ends
Is it over

[XV - 3]
Ugh, back to I go
Its our future Odd Future you could never
Saw a nigga on Twitter say will never blow
I guess there are some shit that spit that I never get to show
Over heads I go
I wrote on a flight next to this women that was white
She me what is that you write, I said a rap song
She "really, with sentences that long"
If you rap is just drugs and gats then you dead wrong
is the paper my sons college fund is made on
Those college kids at shows in the front row weight on
We lives with these lines that they hate on
Spit on tracks like simple jack and kick back like Fei Long
I just want write something make you get life from it
Its than just a facebook, like or dislike button
So sign out of and get some real friends
Get off Twitter my nigga and set real trends