Luyện nghe bài hát Intro 2

I'm back, did miss me?
They a second record could be tricky
Well that's of funny cause I am not tripping
My fans, they what it is and they with me
Yeah, I ain't the that's gon' ride with the semi
I came from a with three lakes and no city
I've doing shows for nothing but pennies
When I leave the stage, they never me
Mansion was a glimpse of my
I let you see what like to be in my head
People ask me what I think I think I be
If it wasn't music, I'd rather be
You what I said, that was like me at a 3, you don't want to see me at 10
Or you do
I promise if that is the case, then that is you're gonna get
If you're looking for music with watered down lyrics, I promise that you to go somewhere else
And if you want somebody to tell you everything that you wanna hear I be any help
This is familiar. I think I heard it before
Oh yeah, I made it
I left the door to come in my mansion but I never said it's a beautiful house
Some of ya'll sat on the
Looked at my and stared at my door
ask me if I'm going to kill it this record
I laugh in 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 talks about 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 where is
If you putting my name in the song, that's something that you won't
I'm not to you here
I remember the shows no one was there
I remember the shows when nobody
Some in front of me laughing like, "He isn't going nowhere."
It's now, isn't it?
This type of isn't how I envisioned it
This of life, it just ain't how I pictured it
I'm in the of the tour bus, trying to Facetime my family. It's different
Not what you it is
Write a review, tell me what you think of
Give me three and call me and idiot
'Bout to be honest, it make a difference
I know some people get it
But you have no to Therapy Session
If you don't music that's personal, I have no clue what you people are doing here
as well throw out the record
I up a chair
I track through my music like nobody's
person I judge is the one in the mirror
And lately, he ain't doing don't need ya'll in my head
I'm of hearing it
You it music, I call it my therapist
Sick people telling me I have been carrying way too much baggage, I need to care of it
I know right, but man it's embarrassing
Music has raised me more than my did
Take out a of us and I stare at it
Who am I You probably ain't hearing this
Show me an artist you to compare me with
You put us on a track, Imma bury 'em
me this shovel, it's 'bout to get scarier
None of you want to what you staring at
I see you got beats, but where is the at?
NF is the logo, you know I been that
Don't come to my show and be in the very back
I you out in the crowd like, "There he is!"
I thought I'd be happy. It like I'm cursed
It's hard to be clean you play in the dirt
You gave me this place to go when I'm
I it'd get better, but it's getting worse
And I got to blame when I work, like 24/7
I ain't been to church, and Satan keep me, he tryin' to flirt
I hang up the phone, are more than just words
I drive on that highway and to Mansion
I up to God like, "When did this happen?"
Yelling with all of my fans to up
But like I haven't
I get emotional. I plan this
I'm doing things I imagined
I'm sorry but I gotta
I don't be late for my therapy session