Luyện nghe bài hát Paris Morton Music 2

"Good God Almighty, like back in the old
You know, ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play
How to play it and you know whether it's and rock
But um, we just in the studio and we did it
We had champagne in the studio, of course, you
Compliments of the company, and we just back and did it
So we hope you enjoy listening to this half as much
As we playing it for you, because we had a ball
real music is gonna last
All the other bullshit is here today and tomorrow"

Cash rules around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, bill y'all

hours of Il Mulino
Or Sotto Sotto, just about women and vino
The contract '91 Dan Marino
I this got Michael Rapino boostin' my ego
Overly focused, far from the time to rest now
Debates growing 'bout who they is the best now
Took a while, got the out of the deck now
I'm holdin' all the and niggas wanna play chess now
I hear you talkin', say it twice so I know you it
Fuck it, I don't even tint it, should know who's in it
I'm authentic, real name, no
No game, no scrimmage, I ain't playin' you niggas at all
My classmates, they went on to be accountants
Or with their parents, but thinkin' back on how they treated me
My high school reunion be worth an appearance
Make everybody have to go security clearance
turn, bridges burn, you live and learn
With the ink, I could word to my nigga Irv
Yeah, I swear shit just clickin' dog
You it's real when you are who you think you are

rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, bill y'all
rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill

Uh, I had 'fore you had braces
The all black Maybach but I'm not a
whiter than Katy Perry's face is
Yellow diamonds in my
I just might learn to Mandarin
Japanese for the yen I'm handlin'
Hov, that's my handle
My saint's Don, light a candle
El Gran Santo on the
'Case y'all know, I speak Spanish too
Shoutout to Wes
we go we leave a worldwide mess
Yes, still Roc La
Says a lot you if you not feelin' us
The homie "Hov, there ain't many of us"
I told him is more, nigga it's plenty of us

rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill

Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake,
500 million, I got a pound
Niggas is frontin', that's upside-down
Get 'em a red nose, clown cakes
They shoulda never let you cake
Look at my neck, I got a cake
Now here's the on the cake
Cake, cake-cake,
Uh I'm just gettin' started, oh we got it bitch
I've done made more millionaires the lotto did
Dame made millions, Bigg millions
Ye millions, Just made millions
Lyor made millions, Cam made
Beans you if he wasn't in his feelings
I'm in my bag
My eyes bloodshot but my jet lag
A pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase this
Gucci air bag in case we crash
Uh, last was mad trill
I'm out of Advil, Jesus grab the wheel

Yeah uh, look, fuck all that happy to be shit that y'all want me on
I'm the big homie, they be tryna lil' bro me dog
Like I should in line, like I should alert niggas
When I'm to drop somethin' crazy and I say I'm the greatest of my generation
I should be dressin' different
Like I be less aggressive and pessimistic
Like I should be way more and less dismissive
Like I be on my best behavior
And not my shit and do it major like the niggas who paved the way for us
Like I didn't study the to the letter
And that I'm not doin' it the same, man, I'm doin' it better
Like I didn't make that this year
Like I feel, I don't know, guilty for saying that
They put a couple more mirrors in here so I can stare at myself
These are usually just some thoughts I would share with myself
But I "Fuck it"
It's worth it to share 'em with someone more than Paris for once
I text her from to time, she a mom now
I guess sometimes life us to calm down
I told her she live with me if she need to
I got a compound but I think she's
Cause she supported since Hot Beats before Wayne came
And got me out of the backroom where I was rapping with Jas over beats I shouldn't have in the hopes for the
He walked right past in the hallway 3 later I'm his artist
He wouldn't remember that story
But that stick with me
Always couldn't believe he called me
You know, it could happen to you
And I just spent four Ferraris all on a new Bugatti
And did that shit cause it's to do, yeah
I guess its who I became dog
Nothing was the dog