Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Leanin

[Intro: DJ
Studies say humans forget 90% of dream
Upon the 10 minutes of waking
They say most people don't even 99% of the dreams they ever even had
As dream chasers we're the

[Verse 1: Meek Mill] Hundred grand on the watch, blessed
Quarter mil for the Mulsanne,
All my gon' cash checks
And all y'all look mad stressed
And we even made niggas mad yet
Cause time I grab, I'm a grab jet
I go Bugatti, with a bad bitch beside me
hotter than Wasabi, get that ass wet
Young going hard in the streets
We ain't know to call the police
Got for the twenty five K
Sounds a bargain to me
Young niggas money
In the Bent, leather like spalding to me
And I don't know what no look like
Hundred bad gettin' all in with me
Get 'em all in for
Started, started a quarter ounce of hard rock
And now I got a lot of
If a nigga the foreigns, got a car lot
And everybody money
But they ain't showing numbers like the block
And all I do is money
Fuck ass hoes, and car shop

[Hook: Meek
Yeah I'm leanin', leanin'
rich nigga, I'm leanin'
Puffin' on strong, gold, bad bitches
Looking like Nia I mean it
I'm leanin', leanin'
Young nigga, I'm leanin'
Sippin' on promethazine nigga
My team got all season
I'm leanin'

[Verse 2: Scott]
Mmm, leanin' -- damn near spilled my (straight up)
Had a twenty-twenty my preacher
near see my demons (La Flame!)
Loose furs,
For the love of money, it's a
Vatos losing their nerves, as a bird on the curbs
Let 'em put a cape and did a
H-town niggas Peach Crush on my jeans
Never go far with no with no condoms
they can cover the lease on my beamer (straight up)
Ahh, you know, Louboutins touch my hoes
go down in Ibiza town
We get cold, you don't no coat
Motherfucker, I'm
Don't talk to me, street niggas
Think before crossing me
Meek, niggas shit can't last that long
Why these keep bothering me
I'm leanin', for a you had me
Then the second I it when it passed me
Oh no (straight up)
pass me a blunt and a double world cup
Motherfucker, motherfucker...

[Outro:
See we started trap, we was rap
And then we was, at rap
Shining on hoes, high life
This we live now
out the pop
Italian on the nigga
You me
onto a mil nigga
(They say money the world
You pay God with it)
Step game up nigga
Or lose your nigga
It's that simple

Yeah, we
We out there gettin' money
So you can't with everybody
Cause ain't at you motherfucking level
So the motherfuckers that understand you
They up motherfucking hating you
So you what you gotta do
You hate those motherfuckers too
Fuck niggas
Fuck they motherfucking
They daddies, they aunts, they
And little tee tees, too
Ayo, suck a
Meek Mill, get it