Luyện nghe bài hát Staying Power

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Lately been like niggas doubt me
Trust me, they got no staying power
Left Atlantic, 'bout a later
Every label try and scout me
all official niggas
Intelligent, fly, and get bitches
I her to fly, she catch a Delta
Or she RHO, or she get to
AKA, I be wreckless
'07 my Supreme
AKAs at Virginia
My second year, I tried to get one
Early bird, was Petersburg
Now, my little bird fly to
full of Blues Brothers
Ain't no Akroyd or neither
Paranoid, so I'm drinking
Hearing voices, I don't heavy
Had a choice, I can a back?
I be back for a team or something
Kick return, wide-receiver
Now, I'm burners in the club
I'm not concerned about who beefing us
I can give 'em words, I could 'em up
Rap dudes, I'm Zab
Hook, cross, jab, jab em'
Uber X, I'm in a
She was in mag, she got a attitude, uh
But, I'm cool
I'm not a little tryna big boy
I'm the outcast of the new school
Spent three stacks on a Bitcoin, ayy
I got for her
You a simp, why you gotta buy a for her?
buy me a 'rari, you buying Foamposites
And walk like we ain't different
Shit, y'all just
Shit, y'a just Twitter shit,
I ain't about to tit for tat, but nigga the map
Guess who put shit there? Me,
I got her, and I can outrap my
And I'm not too popular, media treat my passion like a hazard or
get the handoff and fumble it
Me, I get it and Kamara it
Simple city niggas wild with me, so you outta town niggas it
Gassing on beats, and I sweet
The homies is homonyms out in streets
You probably is wondering do that mean?
I too deep, but I ain't too deep

I am the niggas trying to be
to Portland before I signed with my team
Niggas fly on they feet
Never that broke shit to me
Forever that shit, it run in my blood like I'm sipping mud
And tired and
We laughing at who thoughts, quiet for me
I quietly quietly my empire, to set afire to the rivaling teams
I'm a lion, you infusely
Devour bothering me
Blood on my
All of my queens got on they sneakers
All of my be loyal and honest
I take 'em all shopping then the receipt
Who with me?

Nah really? Who with me?
Folarin, the flow
The himself
Rest in to Chuck Brown
He said,