Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck It

Yo, I've seen a lot of
So when them niggas start talkin' reckless, I get
I get it, they try to keep a image, but a little closer
At the pictures and you see that chameleons
How you
You in the building?
Nigga, I'm an architect, got another crane and I don't know if I'mma it yet
You ain't even start one yet, off my property
Tell Australia I'm sneaking in a mic in my damn hand
Instead of the vegetables that I in my backpack
When Marshall had this problem, what the fuck was they him?
Is it cause of status or his lacks black? Huh?
I think people to be mad
How can I be I love titties and ass
How can I be homophobic my boyfriend's a fag?
And we been hiding in the like our passion is fashion
trying to come out
Couldn't with niggas who decide to take the fun out
cause I like to in places where the suns out
So comparing niggas is a motherfucking bum out
Thought y'all nudist, but y'all
I was 'bout to tee off and till the end
Now Anti-Golf Boys cause I don't fuck with my friends
Worse they gave me was an opportunity and a pen
Freedom of speech? My was breached
Border Patrol put me on streets
For shit I said I was a virgin, repeatedly
Posting on Hypebeast cause nobody listen to me
My child is product of me, very
Left of center, different, they didn't want us
didn't get us, didn't fit enough for their standards
Diverse and loud, so they us
You put your life in a that everybody hates
Now everybody papa despite that papa's great
But that's your favorite child boy that's your one
(Kids?) Nope, I'm talking 'bout that Cherry
I don't think hear it, I was fearing deteriorating
Almost ate my spirit til the children along
them sing the songs
Eyeballs inspired from Pilot to 2Seater, I couldn't steer wrong
That's why I rode the Mclaren, couldn't stop at the
"Tyler losing himself, and that nigga turned to a
Nigga preaching and smiling, wilden' and breathing
Tryna inspire all the little niggas that be him
But that!, We want
Cats daddy problems
Kickflip fuck fuck, cupcakes
Golf Wang, problems fag fag dad dad
lake everything that I hate, plus being sad"
Y'all can cry about your top rap new albums
Golf did a quarter million in two hours
Money money the motive, but it is up for discussion
Niggas frontin' niggas wish that could fuck with my production
you the plug, get your chords up
I was writing string on my tour bus
They adore me, my birds
Be free your wings, I encourage it
I wish I had Xanex problem
So y'all about how I deep I am
Man-child in the bitch I'm Peter Pan
You teir hook muthafuckas won't ever be the man
I got a muthafucking I don't see your plans
So shut your muthafucking mouth I be speaking man
Cause T the only sober nigga that be fam

I don't like rapping that