Luyện nghe bài hát Pound Cake

"Good God Almighty, like in the old days
You know, ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play
How to play it and you know whether it's disco and
But um, we went 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 is here today and gone tomorrow"

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

hours of Il Mulino
Or Sotto Sotto, just talkin' women and vino
The like '91 Dan Marino
I this got Michael Rapino boostin' my ego
Overly focused, it's far from the to rest now
Debates growing 'bout who think is the best now
Took a while, got the out of the deck now
I'm holdin' all the and niggas wanna play chess now
I hear you talkin', say it so I know you meant it
Fuck it, I don't even tint it, 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, they on to be chartered accountants
Or work with their parents, but back on how they treated me
My high school reunion be worth an appearance
Make everybody to go through security clearance
Tables turn, burn, you live and learn
With the ink, I murder word to my nigga Irv
Yeah, I swear shit started clickin' dog
You know it's real when you are who you you are

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

Uh, I had Benzes 'fore you had
The all black but I'm not a racist
Inside's whiter Katy Perry's face is
Yellow diamonds in my
I just might learn to Mandarin
for the yen that I'm handlin'
International Hov, that's my
My saint's Don, light a candle
El Gran Santo on the
'Case y'all know, I speak Spanish too
Shoutout to Wes
Everywhere we go we leave a mess
Yes, Roc La Familia
a lot about you if you not feelin' us
The homie said "Hov, there many of us"
I told him less is more, nigga plenty of us

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

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

Yeah uh, look, fuck all that happy to be here shit that want me on
I'm the big homie, they still be tryna bro me dog
I should fall in line, like I should alert niggas
When I'm 'bout to drop somethin' crazy and I say I'm the of my generation
Like I should be different
Like I be less aggressive and pessimistic
Like I should be way more nervous and dismissive
Like I be on my best behavior
And not talk my and do it major like the niggas who paved the way for us
Like I didn't study the to the letter
And understand that I'm not it the same, man, I'm doin' it better
I didn't make that clearer this year
Like I should feel, I know, guilty for saying that
They should put a couple more mirrors in here so I can stare at
These are usually just some thoughts I would share with myself
But I "Fuck it"
It's worth it to share 'em with someone else more Paris for once
I her from time to time, she a mom now
I guess sometimes life forces us to down
I told her she could live me if she need to
I got a compound but I she's straight
Cause she supported since Hot Beats right before came
And got me out of the backroom where I was rapping Jas over beats I shouldn't have in the hopes for the glory
He walked right in the hallway 3 months later I'm his artist
He probably wouldn't remember that
But that shit with me
Always couldn't believe he called me
You never know, it could to you
And I just four Ferraris all on a brand new Bugatti
And did shit cause it's something to do, yeah
I guess its just who I dog
was the same dog