Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Up

Something for the

I'm the type to rent a hotel just to feel at home
I'm the type to a hotel room just to be alone
I got an issue with pretending they like what they don't
Please don't bring up my unless you gon' deal with your own
don't try to pretend like you keep it real, though
Yeah it's funny you got a lotta money
But that money buy you skills, though
I don't care if I am on the
On a killing
I'm to kill more
Got a on
You paid a for
I mean what you people even for?
I write raps, you steal yours, oh (haha)
We getting warmed up
Yeah, I said I was coming, I you
So to the fans
I feel they ride on my tour bus
You know what I do in my downtime?
They come to my
I apologize for all the
a mess right now
But I haven't had to put the rappers in the coffins
We ain't talked in like six
Why you writing me
I turned 100k down
Just to keep the looking right, now (that's real)
I ain't about the money
I'm just saying I ain't controlled by the bank
Or the amounts
I'm a man
But touch my money
I don't play
Lights out the mics out
About to hit the West
Hype
I just put a out
What you think I'm gonna down?
Nah, I've been looking for a
Look I found, woo
I mean everything is out of my mouth
Tried to me, yeah, I ain't had the right sound
Oh, yeah,
Tell me what you now
Two in the bag
I ain't done,
What's next year?
Let me the drum roll
flow
Anybody wanna be the one to make an out of nothing?
Imma hit you with my
I
I'm a little out of now
I ain't looking for a
You like what I was doing last year
Which is 'cause you lookin' like a fan now
Are you a fan
I kinda being broke
Now let me go to my old days
When I used to into high school
And out my CD in hallways
I told all my teachers I'd be a rapper
They smiled and looked at me, "Okay, that's a pretty nice dream, but you better get a job."
"Mmm, no way."
I live what you dreamin'
I could do this I'm sleepin'
I ain't the type that will bring up name for nothing
But please, don't give me a
I'm on the now
I ain't playin' you
Never really a fan of takin' pictures
I'm being honest, yeah
I'll take it you
Shows out
get your tickets, oh Lord!
I got a for the fans
I can't express what it like
I wonder if it's even real life
Sometimes I look at the past and think about how I got here in the place
You the glove is my birthplace
I don't be rude
But I could get you on my days
Say for me
Do it all the
Yeah barely workin' while I'm workin' overtime
Last they like, "Who am I?"
Now this they like, "You the guy."
Here's a little for your car rides
If they said I off
They all
Yeah, you the logo
recognize
Yeah it's Music
the day we die
Yah!