Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Knows

sick and of being sick and tired
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 rolly homie
i die tonight bring my jewelry to the ceremony
lord i be shittin' on 'em
hottest nigga since weather out in arizona
sleeping on me hope you choke and fall into a
smell the frangrance know the money be the new
i'm just spazzing out, denims large amounts
got them bitches pussy what the asses out
true story, new
stacking taller than a two story
real niggas countin money, never boring
year i made a million of the state touring
fuck boys, know what you talking
i run my own team, no room for mascots
look around, peep at the circle
we the niggas touching paper a social worker
plus them pistols keep them shells like a ninja
wear rubber, cus these spanish so fertile
lord i be going hard

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