Luyện nghe bài hát The Plan

Ayy, uh
I do this cause I
Turn, it up a little bit
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta
Yo, yo, yo, ayy

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

up, now I am the man (yeah)
It's you don't understand (ayy)
Popeye opened the can
I don't fuck with no fufu, that's not on my (ayy)
me when you need a hand (yeah)
In the bay I'm (ayy)
YSL on me, god
me, why is your girlfriend my number one fan? (yeah)
Always scrutinized, are super sized, why are you surprised?
Must have mixed us a different group of guys
the truth or lies, I mean business
But I'm not in and ties
been prophesized (yeah, uh)
This fell right into place (yeah)
Indy 500 my (ayy)
Drinking it to the face
Liquor and women, two I don't chase (uh)
got a minute to waste (yeah)
Mask off I'm my face (yeah)
Shoutout my ace (uh)
They hate so much a disgrace (uh)
I put 'em back place (yeah)
I put bitch in a wraith
I just snatch her, she's vanishing without a (yeah)

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

Uh, ten years this shit has brewing (ayy)
I'm like: The you been doing? (yeah)
Hall of fame, a shoe in
You'll be Jordan, you're more Patrick Ewing (yeah)
one spot, I'm pursuing (ayy)
Exclusive Who let you in? (yeah)
Money talks, I it fluent
Got tired of my bitch, I got a new one
swish that
This whack
Pack, flip
Making stacks
shit blap
She did (uh)
Taking a quick nap (yeah)
I go all night and
Ain't hide this shit
This shit's a freestyle, I ain't even this shit
me some, Marty, and I'm finna light this shit (ayy, yeah)
My jaw on South Beach
This is shit that they don't
go too far
Don't too hard
Bitch, don't like (uh)
Drugs got me on a level, jaw, got slow speech
I'm courtside, I got seats
to Rihanna like