Luyện nghe bài hát Grown Ups

Feel cage when that acid fade
Face the but your mind has changed
You a stable home
I fame at naming hoes
Contemplating of getting dome
on my neighbors
Asking God for
Guess he home
Probably 'cause that fucking I didn't show
church, flip the work
Hit a dirt, like run it bitch
Grew up in a home that wasn't in
Came up of of that my conscience wasn't in
Either way it goes, a lot is hit
And if it wasn't hoes, then it was a lick
Got burners on my soul, and my posse on my
Sweaty they ain't dollar top picks
Promise that I am not the one to plot against
Love him, but my father ain't my mother fucking
Trying to figure out how to start a mother end
Trend dodging, a bitch by me
Back
bag full of sand
Place myself the rap
is in hand
Packs get vac
the Tin Man
Cardiac
Missing past real, in it, words dentists

Don't know where I'm going, don't know where I
Never trust these hoes, even trust my friends
Tell that bitch to roll up, fucking with some ups
Don't know where I'm going, don't know where I
Never trust these hoes, don't trust my friends
Tell that bitch to roll up, fucking some grown ups

My mama wonder why it never seem to
See my in the way I'm acting
And my features
Just to put you on
Dog I came teachers
Take the plate and it
I'm a dog
Tell her hit or miss me with the monologue
Lord I fight it
Know I'm tryna
Get a cop a hog dog
I'm the type of that you cop your raw off
hoes off
Grab the board and these call charge
switches jerseys like it's all star
Press the on
Think it's all