Luyện nghe bài hát Me, Myself & I (Freestyle)

Uh huh, Rob Got Beats on the
We Ready?
Man this one of my favorite Beyonce songs, man
up though, Bey? Yeah
Don

Man, this one for the ones who me down so we forever on the rise
Long as I got charts, it's me, myself & I
Straight up,
Man this one for the ones who cop the and they ain't need a receipt
All the internet plumbers, you know looking for the
Been trying to middle ground, like yellow lines in the street
This show is just getting started, worry man take a seat
I got mom and bro around like better than the family
Did a show at House of Blues that shit was better than the
On the phone my dad trying to handle whats out of hand
we used to play 5-on-5, no hand to hands (ballin)
Funny man all those times meant to us
Girls ask me why they call me big, that ambiguous
Rappers who was shit, lately I can't feel that shit
Ya'll used to didn't feel my shit and now ya'll like "you this shit?"
Detroit niggas, say whats up doe, I be
Fresh as my IB, what up to Don C
The most improved player, me turn that I to a V
On my third LP but by the its IV
the fourth, don't be surprised if I'm in first with (Holly's?)
We came a way from having hands together like God Please
Do I really emphasize, my mind spaced out
Yeah I call that bitch the
I hop up on the with (MJ, I can't?), watch me hold my own
(Bitch I'm Sean?)

Verses out like it close at 10 o'clock and its 10:05
Oh boy, I spit spiritual
Yeah I'm the underdog but was a superhero too
And my city through hell, they need a miracle too
You're more about showing off, I'm more show and prove
Ya'll about so and so, like "Oh, he really it?
The new nigga in Well, can he really spit?"
Or do he just hide behind his like half of these rappers do
And ya'll fucking go and praise him and his bitch like they savior of this shit
I'm "Aw, man. Here we go"
I'm not the same man I was a ago
I that life could be a merry-go
Moving at a still is the scenario
I also some girls can fit the stereotype if they got a stereo
Crazy what a cold bitch'll do for trees
Type that hold my hand even if they palm read
Got a girl at home, yeah that's all me
I gave my number out on the outro I'm "call me", real nigga
they cut my umbilical, I pass weed in my physical
Yeah my woman is vegan, she got my ass trying different
I got her listenin to music that she wouldn't to
Got her vibin to Nas, she like "Man, This what I missin, boo?"
do what I didn't do, all the ridicule is just fuel
I'ma take this little profit, I gotta it, no reciprocal
Nigga, fuck arms, nigga open the safe
Respect in this like a gun on my waist
like I got a gun in my face
I treat my life like I be a race
Dupa flow, up up and away
You at the top, I'm on the way
I'ma come for spot then I cum in your face
I been trying to make I gotta have it to a
Addicted to the mathematics, I'ma add-it
Beware of the niggas who abandon when shit was abandoned
But for the mansion
hit after hit after hit
Somebody tell me what's the batting average
Dark Sky Paradise, you niggas can it
rainin so hard, you can white water raft it

Man, we just around, man
off the top, on the spot, just fuckin around
We was in three cities today, man
Shout out to my old
Man, we been hard as fuck
My nigga Xeno, Carcen, DJ Mo Beats, waddup doe
Amir, Key Wayne, Mac, Dark Sky Paradise shit man
waddup doe
Hey the album out tomorrow, man I believe this shit
I can't it
Hey doe Detroit
Man waddup doe to my family, my friends, my
I do this for
We put our hearts into shit
My boys damn gone
I know its like 5 in the morning
We slept in fuckin days
We do this from the man
And we did out our way
up, it's time to get it, yeah
Countin blessings money
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