Luyện nghe bài hát Confe$$ions

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

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

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

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