Luyện nghe bài hát Paris Morton Music

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

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

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

Cash rules around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla 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 Maybach but I'm not a racist
Inside's whiter than Katy face is
Yellow in my Jesús
I just might learn to Mandarin
Japanese for the yen I'm handlin'
International Hov, that's my
My saint's Don, light a candle
El Santo on the mantle
y'all didn't know, I speak Spanish too
Shoutout to Wes
Everywhere we go we a worldwide mess
Yes, still Roc La
Says a lot about you if you not us
The homie said "Hov, ain't many of us"
I told him less is more, it's plenty of us

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

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

uh, look, fuck all that happy to be here shit that y'all want me on
I'm the big homie, they be tryna lil' bro me dog
Like I should fall in line, like I should alert
When I'm 'bout to drop somethin' crazy and I say I'm the of my generation
I should be dressin' different
Like I should be less and pessimistic
Like I should be way more nervous and dismissive
I should be on my best behavior
And not talk my shit and do it major like the niggas who the way for us
I didn't study the game to the letter
And that I'm not doin' it the same, man, I'm doin' it better
Like I didn't make clearer this year
I should feel, I don't know, guilty for saying that
They should put a couple more mirrors in so I can stare at myself
These are usually just some thoughts that I share with myself
But I "Fuck it"
It's worth it to share 'em with someone else more Paris for once
I text her time to time, she a mom now
I guess sometimes life forces us to calm
I told her she could live with me if she to
I got a compound but I think straight
Cause she supported since Hot Beats right Wayne came
And got me out of the where I was rapping with Jas over beats I shouldn't have in the hopes for the glory
He walked right past in the 3 months later I'm his artist
He probably wouldn't remember story
But that shit stick me
Always believe when he called me
You never know, it happen to you
And I just spent four Ferraris all on a brand new
And did that shit cause something to do, yeah
I guess its who I became dog
Nothing was the dog