Luyện nghe bài hát Getting’ Up

its young
mr. look the up
all

feeling real about life
got a poured
lit
go
excuse me, my jeans levi, my is gucci
hoes who he
on the paper chase, waste my loose leaf
a nigga paying bills, lightin L's on the
but i move with the goons on a loose leesh.
some call it weird, hoes call it
swag i just stepped out a boutique
and i like i got a mouth full of loose teeth
closet full of new sneaks that i never wear
im in that president suite, bad
and if them niggas me, average
i a beat like a canvas
bar bras on the song it perfect
ever run out of weed, i a purp fit
i keep the at ease cause yall aint worth it
been considered hipster, my shirts fit
the way bitch hit my chirp, make a hip hurt
young nigga riding wave, picturing me surfin