Luyện nghe bài hát Paris Morton

"Good God Almighty, back in the old days
You know, years ago had the A&R men to tell you what to play
How to play it and you 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 back and did it
So we hope you listening to this album half as much
As we playing it for you, because we had a ball
Only real music is gonna
All the other bullshit is today and gone tomorrow"

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

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

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

Uh, I had 'fore you had braces
The all Maybach but I'm not a racist
Inside's whiter than Perry's face is
diamonds in my Jesús
I might learn to speak Mandarin
Japanese for the yen that I'm
Hov, that's my handle
My saint's Sean Don, a candle
El Santo on the mantle
'Case y'all know, I speak Spanish too
Shoutout to Wes
Everywhere we go we a worldwide mess
Yes, still Roc La
a lot about you if you not feelin' us
The homie said "Hov, ain't many of us"
I told him less is more, nigga plenty of us

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

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

Yeah uh, look, fuck all that happy to be here shit that want me on
I'm the big homie, still be tryna lil' bro me dog
Like I should fall in line, I should alert niggas
When I'm 'bout to drop somethin' crazy and I say I'm the greatest of my
Like I should be dressin'
Like I be less aggressive and pessimistic
Like I should be way nervous and less dismissive
Like I be on my best behavior
And not talk my shit and do it major like the who paved the way for us
Like I didn't study the 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 feel, I don't know, guilty for saying that
should put a couple more mirrors in here 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 else more than Paris for once
I text her time to time, she a mom now
I guess life forces us to calm down
I told her she could live with me if she to
I got a compound but I she's straight
Cause she supported Hot Beats right before 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 hallway 3 later I'm his artist
He wouldn't remember that story
But that shit with me
Always couldn't believe when he me
You never know, it could to you
And I spent four Ferraris all on a brand new Bugatti
And did that shit cause it's to do, yeah
I guess its just who I dog
Nothing was the dog