Luyện nghe bài hát Riesling, Rolling Papers

This is why they f-ck with me: right after the
I tell em I leave cause I'm trying to stay sucker-free
They say I'm a dog, well that them a f-cking flea
And now I understand why their ass is so on me
Luckily, I be feeling good in my seats
Motivation: my coupe cost a buck 03
Mind of a player: you could suck a D
I'ma reach my goal and you ain't gon take this from me
Coco Loso in my Cup
You could say whatever, just don't bring the up
Who could f-ck with me? hand be up
But we set the date, bet these niggas stand me up
I'm down to like gravity, but man we up
Women get around me and they cannot keep panties up
boy drop jewels, you niggas should ante up
This is food for thought, you fill the pantry up
As I get older, I be looking at what rap
A bunch of tatted up who can wrap weed
And I ain't I"m exactly what rap needs
I'm a swagged-out nigga in a Rapide
With a 3-year old, that I'm trying to be for
Road to the riches, and my is my vehicle
And I ain't even about that Aston Martin
Even though I bought for my birthday
The lines I up, they pass the margin
Yeah, I write my shit on my worst day
And that's the shit that gets you
Turn a negative into a positive: get the
People say I changed; it's not me, the money
It's the middle of the but they got me where it's sunny
And I'm not just funny, I know no other way
Let's just finish up Riesling and roll another J