Luyện nghe bài hát #Endoftheworld

[XV - 1]
Let me in life, let me in your homes
Let me in your stereos and get me in my
A hero on the is what I wanna be the most
But if we follow for a follow, tell me who gon us both
Roman numeral flow, wallet of C's
Turn numbers into the alphabet so I can G's
The loser who won too you was counting the 3
After the millions they doubted the dream
I aint a thing in this grind but my mind
And reality so how could dreaming waste my time
I just ask mine, hypothetical at
Wonderin' if my rap minds matter after I line?
So I sign out of Facebook and get some friends
Got off Twitter with niggas and set some real
And we gon' get it man while the World
Cause everyday they try to say that the ends

Followers followin', models modellin'
Niggas throwin' they in and everybody is hollerin
Is it the end of the world
Is it the end of the World
Followers followin', models modellin'
Niggas throwin' dollars in and everybody is hollerin
Is it the end of the yet?
Is it the end of the yet?

[XV - 2]
and invincible, hated by all the principles
Maybe cause all our principles seem so fictional
Now we live in a that's so digital
Hashtags at the minimal, act like it's biblical
Typical I watch thats at they pinnacle
And not have one event that felt
When I was young I was wylin' but always had
suspended my license and then I got fly
Who change the World, not I
But I will influence the mind does try
a Pac line, see how it all goes
We become a leader after you follow
So sign out of and get some real friends
Get off Twitter my and set some real trends
And we gon get it while the spins
Cause everyday try to say that the world ends
Is it yet?

[XV - 3]
Ugh, to Squaria I go
Its our future Odd Future you could know
Saw a on Twitter say Vizzy will never blow
I guess there are some shit that I'll spit that I get to show
Over they I go
I wrote this on a flight next to women that was white
She asked me what is that you write, I said a rap
She said: "really, with that long"
If you think rap is just drugs and gats then you dead
This is the paper my sons college fund is on
Those college kids at in the front row with weight on
We change lives with these that they hate on
Spit on tracks simple jack and then kick back like Fei Long
I just want write something that make you get life it
Its more than a facebook, like or dislike button
So sign out of that and get some friends
Get off Twitter my nigga and set some real