Luyện nghe bài hát My Collection

I've in the stu late, workin', no residuals
If we never speak again, I'm glad I got to tell you truth
Ain't playin' em'
You wanna come to
Matter of fact, you come to Pluto?

She me she was an angel
She fucked two rappers and three
She got a few athletes on speed
I'm tryna get the case before I see trial
And codeine handles ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
No this ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
I used to sell dope at my house, as a rude child
All these cameras on, with my mood, wild
And these chains clinkin' back and forth, too loud
They know damn well this wasn't
I damn well this must be promised
Left every pair of Margielas at the
Technically I never up and leave
80 racks in the dresser, you can keep
And I got this bad ting at
I cooked it up and I went global
My baby mama push a Range
Had to make sure I got it fully
be the one and then you get exposed
If you the one, God will let me know
But at the same time, I like to vibe one
I'm paranoid, I ride with one
And I had to 'splain to her night
Had to send one freak on the last flight
Had to send this one freak on the flight

Won't get a from me, ain't no confessions
Before I tell a lie, won't you nothin'
Any time I got you, you my possession
Even if I hit you once, you part of my
Even if I hit you once, you of my collection
if I hit you once, you part of my collection

Standin' on socks, meet me at the yacht dock
out the clock, watch, bitches on my cock
Yeah, maybe the drop, yeah
We get in our feelings,
I don't know how you would about if I ain't have millions, yeah
I'm conversin' you, I hope you hear me, yeah
Keep my promise, take my love with you
And hell no it about no braggin' rights
But even if it was, I got it
Pinstripes on a Bugatti
She told me she was an
She fucked two and three singers
I'ma keep it genuine and the truth to you
I got this joint, she know what to do me
And right now I don't what to do with you
I don't wanna sound like I'm rude with you
She a red eye, leavin' L.A
I shoulda her to the valet
And I had to tell her Miami
After she came with no

Won't get a response from me, no confessions
I tell a lie, won't tell you nothin'
Any I got you, girl you my possession
Even if I hit you once, you part of my
Even if I hit you once, you of my collection
Even if I hit you once, you of my collection