Luyện nghe bài hát The Plan

Ayy, uh
I do shit cause I
Turn, turn it up a bit
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta
Yo, yo, yo, ayy

I might go fuck up bands (ayy)
I do this shit I can (yeah)
I took care of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was always the (yeah)
I might go fly to (ayy)
get a tan (yeah)
To the beach I don't sand (no)
Thought that was the plan (yeah)

up, now I am the man (yeah)
It's shit you understand (ayy)
just opened the can
I don't fuck with no fufu, not on my brand (ayy)
Call me you need a hand (yeah)
In the bay I'm (ayy)
YSL on me, god
Tell me, why is your girlfriend my number one (yeah)
Always scrutinized, are super sized, why are you surprised?
Must have mixed us with a different of guys
Spot the or lies, I mean business
But I'm not in suit and
been prophesized (yeah, uh)
This shit fell into place (yeah)
500 my pace (ayy)
Drinking it to the face
Liquor and women, two things I chase (uh)
Don't got a to waste (yeah)
Mask off I'm showing my (yeah)
Dakari my ace (uh)
They hate so it's a disgrace (uh)
I put 'em back into (yeah)
I put bitch in a wraith
I just snatch her, she's vanishing a trace (yeah)

I might go fuck up these (ayy)
I do shit 'cause I can (yeah)
I just took of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was the plan (yeah)
I go fly to Japan (ayy)
get a tan (yeah)
To the I don't bring sand (no)

Thought that was always the (no)
Thought that was always the (no)
that was always the plan (ayy)
Did it I do it (no)
that was always the plan
I go fuck up these bands (ayy)
I do shit 'cause I can (yeah)
I just care of my fam (ayy)
Thought was always the plan (yeah)

Uh, ten this shit has been brewing (ayy)
I'm like: The fuck you doing? (yeah)
Hall of fame, Gerald's a in
You'll never be Jordan, you're more Ewing (yeah)
Number one spot, I'm (ayy)
like: Who let you in? (yeah)
Money talks, I it fluent
Got tired of my bitch, I got a new one
swish that
This bitch
Pack, that
Making quick
shit blap
She did (uh)
Taking a trap nap (yeah)
I go all night and
Ain't gotta hide this
This shit's a freestyle, I ain't even write shit
Roll me some, Marty, and I'm finna light shit (ayy, yeah)
My jaw on South Beach
This is shit that don't teach
go too far
Don't too hard
Bitch, don't reach (uh)
Drugs got me on a level, jaw, got slow speech
I'm courtside, I got floor
Next to Rihanna