Luyện nghe bài hát Staying Power

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

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

Nah really? Who fucking me?
Folarin, the godbody
The himself
in Peace to Chuck Brown
He said,