Luyện nghe bài hát Confe$$ions

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

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

2:
Look, I finna pretend that car and my crib
Give me worth and meaning cuz I know never did
Them numbers in my bank are no reason for livin
And sleepin with bad really doesn't keep me driven
I'm sure this man sittin beside me is himself
Tryna find
Yeah, he flyin first class thinkin behind him is a peon
Goin to a model chick he prolly gon cheat on
be empty for eons; you know what I be on
Money dont solve it all, man, look what 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 jets
Rode in the foreign cars; so unimpressed
after she spent all that money on her chest
She thought it make her life better, but she she still depressed
Ain't nothing wrong with it. Matter fact, go and get it
But if you find identity in it then go n it
You the whole world but lost the only thing ya own
everything else is just a temporary loan