Luyện nghe bài hát Paper Boy

This a nice lil huh?
I don't got no for this though
I left I'm a new man
I'm in London got my beat from

[Chorus: Kodak
I done made so money you can call me paper boy
Just out jail now I'm just tryna make that boy
'round my neck they can call me a sailor boy
But on the real I got
I done so much money you can call me paper boy
Just out jail now I'm just tryna make that boy
But on the real I got money money
But on the real I got money money

[Verse 1: Kodak
I get paper, Frontpage of the boy
I rock Gucci, on my salad I need some boy
I used to be thuggin' i was running
'til my mama told me calm
Whole got 9s If they see you, you get blasted
Sniper Gang, South Florida you know what's
I got wings, timbs on my feet I even capping
Cuban Link 'round my neck like Alaska
I just hopped up out the jet, I'm the alpha
Lil nigga in the streets a rascal
I was like that too until I became a
I got myself some money and look what
I was on bean I got out
I felt like a bullet I shot out
I'm only gettin' better bitch out
Now I'm Kyrie I ball out

[Chorus: Black]
I done made so much you can call me paper boy
Just out jail now I'm just tryna make paper boy
Water my neck they can call me a sailor boy
But on the real I got
I made so much money you can call me paper boy
Just out jail now I'm tryna make that paper boy
But on the real I got money money
But on the real I got money money

2: Offset]
Paper boy Custom chains dripping like (drip)
Hot just like a so the Ice around me melt (woo)
Flooded out my wrist and I flooded my
Bitch I'm I'm from the north I worried 'bout shit (no)
Me and Kodak on the block yeah that
Lil Bitch on my dick blow that (yuh)
I just pulled at a new Patek on my wrist
Lame niggas with and Diamonds that pink
Lil nigga I moving bricks
Fuck a lil pass her to the clique
like D Rose 50 pointer on my wrist
Came up the mud and now a nigga rich (hey)
Glock like a star make a wish
Fornite shit, Whipping with pumps, bitch fully
Stay Hop out the roof in this like it's lit
Big dog nigga you tame me, just quit
Walk around with paper you can call me the shit
Mansion chain 'round my neck, on my see the tint

[Chorus: Kodak
I done made so much you can call me paper boy
Just out jail now I'm just tryna make that boy
Water 'round my neck they can call me a boy
But on the I got money
I done made so much you can call me paper boy
Just out jail now I'm just tryna make that boy
But on the I got money money money
But on the real I got money money