Luyện nghe bài hát Confe$$ions

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

Confessions of a millionaire, of the famous
Theres I cant I have, you say it looks so amazing
Well, I would it all away for my sanity

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

3:
I've flown class, flown private jets
in the foreign cars; still so unimpressed
Cause she spent all that money on her chest
She it make her life better, but she finds she still depressed
nothing wrong with havin it. Matter fact, go and get it
But if you find identity in it go n forget it
You gain the whole world but the only thing ya own
everything else is just a temporary loan