Luyện nghe bài hát Pound Cake / Paris Morton Music 2

"Good God Almighty, like back in the old
You know, years ago they had the A&R men to you what to play
How to it and you know whether it's disco 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 laid and did it
So we you enjoy listening to this album half as much
As we enjoyed it for you, because we had a ball
real music is gonna last
All the other bullshit is here today and tomorrow"

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

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

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

Uh, I had Benzes you had braces
The all black Maybach but I'm not a
Inside's whiter than Katy Perry's is
Yellow in my Jesús
I just learn to speak Mandarin
Japanese for the yen I'm handlin'
International Hov, my handle
My Sean Don, light a candle
El Santo on the mantle
'Case y'all didn't know, I Spanish too
Shoutout to Wes
Everywhere we go we leave a mess
Yes, Roc La Familia
a lot about you if you not feelin' us
The homie "Hov, there ain't many of us"
I told him less is more, nigga plenty of us

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

Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake,
500 million, I got a pound
is frontin', that's upside-down cake
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 on the cake
Cake, cake-cake,
Uh I'm gettin' started, oh yeah we got it bitch
I've done more millionaires than the lotto did
Dame made millions, Bigg made
Ye made millions, Just millions
Lyor made millions, Cam made
Beans tell you if he in his feelings
I'm in my bag
My eyes but my jet don't lag
A pair of 3's tryna chase this cash
Gucci air bag just in we crash
Uh, night was mad trill
I'm fresh out of Advil, grab the wheel

Yeah uh, look, fuck all that happy to be here shit 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 niggas
When I'm 'bout to drop somethin' and I say I'm the greatest of my generation
Like I should be dressin'
Like I be less aggressive and pessimistic
Like I should be way more nervous and less
Like I should be on my best
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 understand that I'm not doin' it the same, man, I'm doin' it
Like I didn't make that this year
Like I feel, I don't know, guilty for saying that
They should put a couple more mirrors in here so I can 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 than for once
I text her from to time, she a mom now
I guess sometimes forces us to calm down
I her she could live with me if she need to
I got a compound but I think she's
Cause she supported since Hot Beats right Wayne came
And got me out of the backroom where I was rapping with Jas over beats I shouldn't have in the for the glory
He right past in the hallway 3 months later I'm his artist
He probably wouldn't that story
But that shit stick me
Always believe when he called me
You know, it could happen to you
And I just spent four all on a brand new Bugatti
And did that shit cause something to do, yeah
I its just who I became dog
Nothing was the dog