Luyện nghe bài hát Intro 2

I'm back, did anyone me?
They said a record could be tricky
Well that's kind of funny cause I am not
My fans, know what it is and they with me
Yeah, I ain't the type that's gon' ride with the
I came from a town with three lakes and no
I've been shows for nothing but pennies
When I leave the stage, they forget me
Mansion was a of my life
I let you see it's like to be in my head
People ask me I think I think I be doin'
If it wasn't music, I'd rather be
You know what I said, was like me at a 3, you don't want to see me at 10
Or you do
I if that is the case, then that is what you're gonna get
If you're looking for music watered down lyrics, I promise that you need to go somewhere else
And if you want somebody to tell you everything that you hear I won't be any help
This flow is familiar. I think I heard it
Oh yeah, I it myself
I the door open to come in my mansion but I never said it's a beautiful house
Some of ya'll sat on the
Looked at my windows and stared at my
ask me if I'm going to kill it this record
I in their face and I ask 'em, "Do you see the blood on the floor?"
He's at it again, NF is crazy he's bad with the
He never talks nothing but him
Yeah, my friends say, "He's of a diva."
Well, you need to get new friends
I'm as as it gets
'Till I get on the and flip on the switch
And I go to a place nobody is
If you putting my name in the song, that's something that you won't
I'm not lying to you
I remember the shows when no one was
I remember the shows nobody cared
Some people in front of me laughing like, "He going nowhere."
It's now, isn't it?
This type of life isn't how I it
This type of life, it just ain't how I it
I'm in the back of the tour bus, to Facetime my family. It's different
Not you think it is
Write a review, tell me what you think of
Give me three stars and call me and
'Bout to be honest, it don't make a
I know some people get it
But you have no answer to Session
If you don't like music that's personal, I have no what you people are doing here
Might as throw out the record
I up a chair
I track through my music like there
Only I judge is the one in the mirror
And lately, he doing well-I don't need ya'll in my head
I'm tired of it
You call it music, I it my therapist
Sick people telling me I have been carrying way too much baggage, I to take care of it
I know right, but man it's embarrassing
Music has raised me than my parent did
Take out a picture of us and I at it
Who am I kidding? You probably ain't hearing
Show me an artist you want to me with
You put us both on a track, bury 'em
Give me this shovel, it's to get scarier
None of you want to attack you staring at
I see you got beats, but is the lyrics at?
NF is the logo, you know I been wearing
Don't come to my show and be sittin' in the very
I call you out in the like, "There he is!"
I thought I'd be happy. It feels like I'm
It's hard to be when you play in the dirt
You gave me this place to go I'm hurting
I thought it'd get better, but it's worse
And I got to blame when I work, like 24/7
I ain't to church, and Satan keep callin' me, he tryin' to flirt
I hang up the phone, these are more than just
I drive on that highway and to Mansion
I up to God like, "When did this happen?"
Yelling with all of my to wake up
But like I haven't
I get emotional. I didn't this
I'm doing things I imagined
I'm sorry but I leave
I don't be late for my therapy session