Luyện nghe bài hát Pound Cake / Paris Morton Music 2

"Good God Almighty, like 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 disco and
But um, we just in the studio and we did it
We had in the studio, of course, you know
Compliments of the company, and we just back and did it
So we hope you enjoy listening to this album as much
As we playing it for you, because we had a ball
Only music is gonna last
All the other bullshit is here today and tomorrow"

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

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

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

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

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

Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake,
500 million, I got a cake
is frontin', that's upside-down cake
Get 'em a red nose, they cakes
They 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 just gettin' started, oh we got it bitch
done made more millionaires than the lotto did
Dame made millions, Bigg made
Ye made millions, Just made
Lyor made millions, Cam made
Beans you if he wasn't in his feelings
I'm in my bag
My bloodshot but my jet don't lag
A pair of Jordan 3's tryna this cash
Gucci air bag just in we crash
Uh, last was mad trill
I'm fresh out of Advil, Jesus grab the

Yeah uh, look, fuck all that happy to be here shit that y'all 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 'bout to drop somethin' and I say I'm the greatest of my generation
Like I should be different
Like I should be less and pessimistic
I should be way more nervous 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
I didn't study the game to the letter
And understand I'm not doin' it the same, man, I'm doin' it better
Like I didn't make that clearer this
Like I should feel, I don't know, for saying that
They should put a more mirrors in here so I can stare at myself
These are usually just some thoughts that I would with myself
But I "Fuck it"
It's it to share 'em with someone else more than Paris for once
I her from time to time, she a mom now
I guess sometimes forces us to calm down
I told her she could live me if she need to
I got a compound but I think straight
Cause she supported Hot Beats right before Wayne came
And got me out of the backroom where I was rapping Jas over beats I shouldn't have in the hopes for the glory
He walked right past in the hallway 3 later I'm his artist
He probably wouldn't that story
But shit stick with me
Always believe when he called me
You never know, it could to you
And I just spent four Ferraris all on a brand new
And did that shit it's something to do, yeah
I guess its just who I dog
Nothing was the dog