Luyện nghe bài hát Confe$$ions

1:
I some people with mo money than well ever see
Ever see someone buy a private they never see?
Ever see sea on yo own personal yacht?
Take a jog around yo block that you bought from selling your
Not.
In this lifetime, some of my partners
They don't believe in karma, but believe in commas
And they believe they for a peace o mind
Put a price upon they head and they'd be fine with fine
you find when you can buy the park, you can hate the rides
They was fun in the beginning, now it seems not as thrillin
And you out make a killin, but it never feels
So, they call me tell me Crae, how Im feelin.

Confessions of a millionaire, of the famous
Theres nothing I cant I have, you say it looks so
Well, I would trade it all for my sanity

2:
Look, I ain't finna that car and my crib
Give me and meaning cuz I know they never did
Them numbers in my bank account are no for livin
And sleepin with bad women doesn't keep me driven
I'm sure this man sittin beside me is beside
Tryna find
Yeah, he flyin first class thinkin behind him is a peon
Goin home to a model he prolly gon cheat on
be empty for eons; you know what I be on
Money dont solve it all, man, what happen to Dion
I bought my dream house, but only made me up
It all falls down if you got ya cake up

3:
I've flown first class, flown private
Rode in the foreign cars; still so
Cause after she all that money on her chest
She thought it make her life better, but she she still depressed
Ain't nothing with havin it. Matter fact, go and get it
But if you find in it then go n forget it
You gain the whole world but the only thing ya own
Cause everything else is just a temporary