Luyện nghe bài hát Same Year

Yeah we gon call stadium music, ya nahmean
I that's how,
Atlanta
30 you a fool for one

don't make you real no
Money don't make a nigga
I was as fuck when I ain't have shit (yeah yeah)
I ain't took a loss my nigga
was quarterbackin' for the Falcons (yeah yeah)
When I me a spot to hide it
I would stash the in the mattress (woo oooh)
And I ain't start until I jumped off the porch felt like I was fast
I lost my freedom and grandma the same (the same year)
I got back out, made a million the same (same year)
My record like gun boy that pistol clean (fa-fa-fa)
Can't mix wit yo business ain't no in between

no in between when we fuckin' baby
(Ain't no in between)
I hit dance moves in that pussy like I'm Raymond
(Like I'm baby)
grab on my chain, scream Rich Homie Baby
(Rich baby)
Talk is cheap so we have million conversations
Police tried to judge me I swerve
I done on the drink
Got a nigga slurrin' 'bout his
can't understand anything I say
Got some niggas on the work
Waitin for me to put them in motion
Concentration stuck on the
vision gotta stay focused
When I was in jail I had a motive
Get the money never go
Gotta livin' by that quote
Since I done made the most
then I done had to prove it
Hater wrong they said I do it
Give it all gas and I damn bust the motor (that right too)

don't make you real no
Money don't a nigga real
I was real as fuck when I ain't have (yeah yeah)
I ain't took a loss my nigga
Vick was quarterbackin' for the (yeah yeah)
When I needed me a to hide it
I would stash the shit in the (woo oooh)
And I ain't start until I jumped off the felt like I was fast yeah
I lost my freedom and grandma the same year (the year)
I got back out, made a the same year (same year)
My record that gun boy that pistol clean (fa-fa-fa)
Can't mix feelings wit yo business ain't no in

Business man man, paper,
I wasn't late goin' to work
Simon says give boy the work
Neighborhood played the curb
Broke as hell only fifteen, make it work by the first
Hit the mall friday ball,
Bitch you it ain't nun for me to splurge
I bought the when all on serve
Stayed down I had to wait my
I lost a shipment through the mail,
after a lesson what I learned
Nothing everything earned
My switched on me, yeah he turned
Big money and now I'm cool
you couldn't a mile in my shoes

Money don't make you no
Money don't make a real
I was as fuck when I ain't have shit (yeah yeah)
I ain't took a loss since my
was quarterbackin' for the Falcons (yeah yeah)
When I me a spot to hide it
I stash the shit in the mattress (woo oooh)
And I ain't start until I off the porch felt like I was fast yeah
I my freedom and grandma the same year (the same year)
I got back out, made a million the year (same year)
My record like that gun boy that clean (fa-fa-fa)
Can't mix wit yo business ain't no in between