Luyện nghe bài hát Need to Know

Washing out cigarettes in the
probably only give my opinion when I'm asked to
I'm really good at telling the half truth but only when I have to
The money doesn't work, the chain doesn't
Something in my brain, got me praying in the dirt
Got me stranded in my bed I'm laying in the hearse
And the grass is greener when you play on astroturf
Wonder why my generation poppin' and poppin' percs
And got some and got some purp
And got bars and got some syurp
And got Jordan's on my feet, I went and matched them with my shirt
And I just Instagrammed them both to show you that I got them
Got a Louis duffel bag, I got my girl a
I'm tryna God through a purchase, I'm not tryna go to church
Amen, Satan, told me not to
I only think about myself, I only think about my
I only think my come-up, capitalism
Look at where we come from, we are what we run
We are why we smoke some, so numb, so numb, so

I'mma tell you what you to know
I'mma tell you you need to hear
Cause the truth would be too
Yeah the truth would be, yeah the would be
I'mma tell you what you need to
I'mma tell you you need to hear
Cause the would be too much
the truth would be, yeah the truth would be

I cry when she smile with her eyes
I'm already afraid to clothes
I want all her best friends to be folks
I scratched out this line so times, I can't forget it
It's fucked up, I almost say it almost every time I edit
I swear rapping it easy to lie
But secrets don't it easy to write
I met the devil in Manhattan, quickly discussion
I need a thing, he warned of repercussions
But I know he come in all forms, that won't be his visit
Time is moving fast and I'm running where the is
Looking in the mirror like, "Damn ain't my dad, is it?"
He handed a choice but he ain't hold my in it
I spent a pretty penny on microphones, midis
In years and cds, I put the indy in Windy
Indian giver, Black father, liar
Right next to Eazy like Mike
at the cue cards, take out the juke parts
Take out the God references, just leave the parts
I remember for Ben, wasn't no liquor at the show
And now the white girls me nigga at my show
I wish that I could open twice, sit down at the mic
Go back to the day before I became over night
I wish that I could twice, sit down at the open mic
Go back to the day before I became over night

I'mma tell you you need to know
I'mma you what you need to hear
Cause the truth would be too
Yeah the truth would be, yeah the would be