Luyện nghe bài hát Roasted

It's been a minute let me get it as I roll up
Niggas been waiting on like whats the hold up
My only mission in life was to blow up they ask what I up
You know I rep and I'm one of the best
Supervillain in the building I'm a threat
Been this here for a minute considered a vet
A lot of niggas want me to fail cause know that I'm next
That's damn near impossible this game got rid of me yet
I off and I crawled still regaining my steps
time around Ima give my all till I'm gaspin for breath
I stay silent on a lot of shit quiet is
But I don't know too niggas with silent success
So I it all down to get it off my chest
The weed we break it all to get off the stress
Niggas hate (fuck em) cause they that we the best
It ain't my fault I do this without breakin a sweat

Im just back chillin posted
like a villian mostly
High off this purple
No lie im im so roasted
Money, bitches, Testerossas,
Veuve-Clicquot, a few
them through my ups and downs
life is like a coaster

Im just laid back posted
like a villian mostly
High off this shit
No lie im flyin im so
Money, bitches,
Veuve-clicquot, a few mimosas,
Bring you through my ups and downs life is like a roller

The more I the smaller the doobie get
takin shots at the jets on some john woo movie shit
All I'm unscathed
Untouched on my way to the bank, what the
For tryna play spitta you shall forever
with out a
Lames know what I
Upset they all throw up my set from the of my car
butter baguettes
Bitches crumbling nuggets I'm feeling and blessed
Tribeca and I'm enjoying a lemon press
not minute made crap
They squeeze these lemons
The hearts of melt
trillin lyrics are felt
Olympic swimming in bitches slash leon phelps
High bread, weed
tree for dummies (fuck em)
Get it crackin like ice vodka and the bongs bubblin

Im just back chillin posted
like a villian mostly
High off this shit
No lie im flyin im so
Money, bitches,
Veuve-Clicquot, a few
Bring em through my ups and
Life is like a coaster

I'm just back chillin posted
Livin a villain mostly
High off purple shit
No lie, I'm flyin, I'm so
Money, Bitches,
Veuve-Clicquot, a few
Bring em through my ups and
is like a roller coaster

[Young
Me a record deal yeah
They said i get it
My homie Ferris told me you couldnt for a living, But
That richard money had a nigga driven
And word to my nigga stan i was for a minute
But look how the tables turned, they still
Then homie flew me from Kenner to NY (yeah)
My uncle told me let the sky be ya
I was cool a kid in the kitchen who was a chemist, (yup)
As far as bread, my momma me to make plenty
So its money in my account and money in my denims, (yup)
In school them girls use to blow me kisses
But its money bitches
all about his benji's
Shout out to Spitta, they us out like Fendi
Lets hit the Chi where the much windy
But me, I'm the dirty, the dingy, the south
Where everywhere we at we out

Im just laid chillin posted
Living like a mostly
High off purple shit
No lie im flyin im so
Money, bitches,
Veuve-Clicquot, a few
Bring em my ups and downs life is like a roller coaster