Luyện nghe bài hát Good Evening

Uh, look,
Evening.
Yeah,

When I party in New take the late night subway,
Goin' out to comin' home Monday.
From all directions find me on the one way flavor,
The rhyme just the on the cupcake fuckface.
My fans notice these other is bogus,
I'm Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.
And the boy stay, incredibly dope shit.
Make my proud cuz my clothes fit.
round the globe bitch, on my Lewis Clark shit,
Don't matter where I live, cause I can tell you my heart is.
I stay on my side, fuck where everybody at
Tell the planet "peace" cause I'm gone, I comin' back
Had the whole, regular I can tell you that I'm done with that,
Try an build a mill off a couple stacks on my own
all I got into these fuckin' raps,
Willlie money hand it off and it's runnin' back.

Ayo, you fuck wit
Uh, you fuck wit dat.
You in love dat.
Look, uh, Mac Miller.

sips from the fountain of youth,
If you heard about the kid then you out of the loop.
As I'm sittin' starin' at this world in my eyes,
See out the in my room that I'm hidden inside.
I'm just a kid who stays his thoughts, talkin' his mind,
a roller coaster but I stay along for the ride.
Put my heart up on the page and the song cry,
There's logic behind the way you stayin' and alive, boy.
Ain't a shock and I'm a of discussion,
Mo' fuckas want my so they probably wish I wasn't.
They give a lil like everyone does,
In reality they off that competitive drug.
And I don't em,
Cuz those who above me, I'm for ya.
Try and make my way to the top from the floor.
And I don't even need to a single gun to war,
Cuz I be on some shit that they never done before.
Takin' over piece by startin' from the core,
It's only been a year, I can stick a hundred more.

I could stick around a hundred more.
I goin nowhere.
Young and so much to go,
Jerm you as well keep this one rollin'.
I got like one verse, I haven't spit three verses on a song in a minute
See if I can this one.
look

You can me in the lab workin' overtime.
Smell the weed when you go on by, grind
I just a local guy.
When you stressed out have an L,
Blow money, keep my decked out in Chanel.
Live fast, when I die wish me well.
Huh, I just hope servin' beer in hell.
Just an story that I'm here to tell.
So please, around for the Epilogue,
For anyone who ever probably heard my name,
Hip underdog he wanna win the game.
I'm of hearin' how music change, never been the same,
And these dudes who think they and never pick a lane.
Call a vet but haven't won a single game.
Mad every got my name imprinted in her brain.
Boy I'm a beast match this in bars
Find me smokin' weed where the wild are.

Yessir.
So I mean, I had to take time,
real quickly, to go in.
I don't know man, I feel like you never stop goin' in on your shit.
just me.
I mean, Q, TreeJay out there we excited makin' history,
and of course.