Luyện nghe bài hát #Endoftheworld

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

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

[XV - 2]
and invincible, hated by all the principles
Maybe cause all our principles seem so fictional
Now we in a world that's so digital
at the minimal, niggas act like it's biblical
Typical I watch niggas at they pinnacle
And not one event that felt pivotal
When I was I was wylin' but always had drive
They suspended my license and I got fly
Who gon' the World, not I
But I will influence the that does try
Thats a Pac line, see how it all
We could become a leader after you
So sign out of Facebook and get real friends
Get off Twitter my nigga and set some real
And we gon get it while the world
Cause everyday try to say that the world ends
Is it over

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