Luyện nghe bài hát Confe$$ions

1:
I know some people with mo money well ever see
Ever see someone buy a private island they never
Ever see every sea on yo own personal
Take a jog yo block that you bought from selling your stock?
Not.
In this lifetime, of them my partners
They believe in karma, but they believe in commas
And they believe they dollas for a o mind
Put a price upon they head and they'd be fine that fine
Cause you find when you can buy the park, you can the rides
They was fun in the beginning, now it seems 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 I cant I have, you say it looks so amazing
Well, I trade it all away for my sanity

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

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