Luyện nghe bài hát Confe$$ions

1:
I know some people with mo than well ever see
see someone buy a private island they never see?
Ever see sea on yo own personal yacht?
Take a jog around yo that you bought from selling your stock?
Not.
In this lifetime, of them my partners
They don't in karma, but they believe in commas
And they they dollas for a peace o mind
Put a price upon they head and they'd be with that fine
you find when you can buy the park, you can hate the rides
They was fun in the beginning, now it seems they not as
And you out a killin, but it never feels fulfillin
So, they call me tell me Crae, how Im feelin.

Confessions of a millionaire, lifestyles of the
Theres nothing I cant I have, you say it looks so
Well, I trade it all away for my sanity

2:
Look, I finna pretend that car and my crib
Give me worth and cuz I know they never did
Them numbers in my account are no reason for livin
And sleepin with bad women doesn't keep me driven
I'm sure this man sittin me is beside himself
Tryna find
Yeah, he flyin first thinkin everyone behind him is a peon
Goin to a model chick he prolly gon cheat on
Hell be empty for you know what I be on
Money dont solve it all, man, look what to Dion
I bought my house, but only made me wake up
It all falls down if you got ya cake up

3:
I've flown first class, flown private
Rode in the foreign cars; still so
Cause after she all that money on her chest
She it make her life better, but she finds she still depressed
Ain't nothing wrong with it. Matter fact, go and get it
But if you find identity in it go n forget it
You gain the whole world but the only thing ya own
Cause everything else is just a temporary