Luyện nghe bài hát St. Ides

I think happiness the other way
Sometimes you just to wait
I never in God
But got so fucked up
That I had to
I used to my Daddy's cabernet
Never it would turn into a rattlesnake
Thinkin', everything be all right
If we could get the week
Maybe see another
All the where we know where to go
Argue with the homies who's gonna roll
Bumpin' Mob as some food for the soul
it's two in the morning
When rain hits the
And everything is
Nothing really is a big
One on the steering wheel
And we gon' be all

I had a brown bag
St. Ides in motherfucker
In the city we smash
5-0 comin' then you know I'm
Crawling fences, when shit gets hard
You who your friend is
And I perspective
Need to go to a where I lose reception
Looking at the pass by
on my past life
I can remember last night
morning, swear its the last time
Where I be?
Can't over if you don't get a new ID
I know the devil me
But that don't mean that motherfucker to dance with me

I bought a house, guessing what I own now (What?)
Traffic moving kinda now (What?)
I watch the population grow (What?)
A bunch of people I know now (What?)
My city's changed and I'm out
I about New York, maybe SoCal
Put up condos people afford now
Marks bulldozed been down
Overpopulated but the city is a town
Keep a real ones with me
When it goes
of diversity, I think about Sloane now
Only reason I would leave my hometown
If I drink, I would crack a 40 ounce
Parents left, moved away, and they sold the house
It's really hard to it now
Wish we could sort it out
Last sips pour it out
St.