Luyện nghe bài hát New Phone

I just want to know that money change others
than the receiver of it and
Fame level, the varies out, to be in public
Fuck me though

I need caller ID
(I got Toni Braxton playing)

So many hearts man
So thoughts again and again
So many years by
So many friends is in the
So many is really pretend
So women that think they the shit
As I let the years go by, new phone who is
Got a new phone, who is
New phone, who is
As I let the go by, same phone who is this?
Same who is this?
phone who is this?
So years go by, new phone who is this?
Talk to me, up?

get it, I'ma get it, this easy
I'm the realest, I been since Eastbay
I'm the realest, all my niggas in a good
On the real, got my city with a
Now I call like I used to though
But why you getting mad as if you don't
Like I getting bags and my crew not on
'Cause you getting bags bet that loot gon', show
I'm on the road, I'm on the
Tan money, show
We on the road, we on the
Uh, Alize still for it
Smoking in Hollywood, I'm real important
Tracy bringing the real bitches who for it
EBM, EBM is bigger than all us
Looking like a hundred mill with infinite
Try and tell them little this better than college
Super stupid, see my music come with propellers
Stomach still as ever
Even though I know this money is forever
Niggas say "get your dollars up, you stay the same"
So I'm counting my and counting niggas change
And niggas tell me I'm Hollywood
But y'all the same niggas that used to say that I probably

So many hearts man
So thoughts again and again
So years gone by
So many friends is in the
So many niggas is pretend
So many women that think the shit
As I let the go by, new phone who is this?
Got a new phone, who is
New phone, who is
As I let the years go by, same who is this?
Same who is this?
Same who is this?
So years gone by, new phone who is this?
to me, what's up?

There's days I of you, baby
And the things I do, baby
Acting I'm in middle school, now you really hate it
Sub-tweeting the shit out you, when a angry
Get your feelings together, why you practicing
Immaculate statements for statements
Shackled and chained up, that's the game does
Bitches that blow my should go on my fan club
up like shit, bossed up like "shit"
Broads talk dirty, she flossed on my dick
Show up in Balmain, niggas that hate
Show up with bitches who their horoscope is their faith
4 in the babe, no I'm not picking up
No, I'm not with a bitch, just I sleep in a month
Hope you can understand I'm the same one
But I'm finna clothes, keys, and gate code
the bang button, 'cause, this ain't the same number

So many care man
So many thoughts and again
So many gone by
So friends is in the wind
So many niggas is pretend
So many that think they the shit
As I let the years go by, new who is this?
Got a new phone, who is
New phone, who is
As I let the years go by, same who is this?
Same phone who is
Same phone who is
So years go by, new phone who is this?
to me, what's up?