Luyện nghe bài hát Paper Boy

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

Kodak Black]
I made so much money you can call me paper boy
Just out jail now I'm just tryna that paper boy
Water 'round my neck 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 now I'm just tryna make that paper boy
But on the real I got money money
But on the real I got money money

[Verse 1: Kodak
I get paper, of the newspaper boy
I rock Gucci, on my salad I need capers boy
I used to be i was running around
'til my told me calm down
Gang got 9s If they see you, you get blasted
Sniper Gang, South Florida you know happening
I got wings, timbs on my feet I ain't even
Cuban Link 'round my neck cold Alaska
I just hopped up out the jet, bitch I'm the
Lil in the streets acting a rascal
I was like that too until I became a
I got some money and look what happened
I was on when I got out
Nigga I 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 money you can call me boy
Just out jail now I'm just tryna make that boy
Water 'round my neck they can 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 I got money money money

[Verse 2:
Paper boy chains dripping like Phelps (drip)
Hot just a sauna so the Ice around me melt (woo)
out my wrist and I flooded my neck
Bitch I'm I'm from the north I worried 'bout shit (no)
Me and on the block yeah know that
Lil on my dick better blow that (yuh)
I just pulled at a show new 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 from the mud and now a rich (hey)
Glock shoot like a make a wish
Fornite shit, Whipping with pumps, bitch equipped
Stay Hop out the roof in this like it's lit
Big dog nigga you tame me, just quit
Walk around with toilet paper you can call me the
Mansion 'round my neck, on my windows see the tint

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