Luyện nghe bài hát Same Year

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

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

Ain't no in between when we fuckin'
(Ain't no in between)
I hit dance moves in that pussy I'm Usher Raymond
(Like I'm baby)
Bitch grab on my chain, scream Homie Baby
(Rich baby)
Talk is so we have million dollar conversations
Police tried to judge me cause I
I done relapsed on the
Got a nigga 'bout his words
They can't anything I say
Got niggas waitin' on the work
Waitin for me to put thangs in motion
Concentration stuck on the
Tunnel vision gotta stay
When I was in jail I had a motive
Get the money go broke
Gotta start by that quote
Since then I made the most
then I done had to prove it
Hater wrong they said I do it
Give it all gas and I damn near 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 shit (yeah yeah)
I ain't took a since my nigga
was quarterbackin' for the Falcons (yeah yeah)
When I needed me a spot to it
I would the shit in the mattress (woo oooh)
And I ain't until I jumped off the porch felt like I was fast yeah
I lost my freedom and the same year (the same year)
I got back out, made a million the same (same year)
My record like that gun boy that clean (fa-fa-fa)
mix feelings wit yo business ain't no in between

Business man man, paper,
I never late goin' to work
Simon says give boy the work
always played the curb
Broke as hell only fifteen, gotta it work by the first
Hit the friday let's ball,
Bitch you know it nun for me to splurge
I bought the when all on serve
Stayed I had to wait my turn
I lost a shipment through the mail,
after that a what I learned
Nothing everything earned
My patna on me, yeah he turned
Big money talk and now I'm
you couldn't walk a in my shoes

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