Luyện nghe bài hát Paris Morton

"Good God Almighty, like back in the old
You know, years ago they had the A&R men to you what to play
How to play it and you know whether it's disco and
But um, we just went in the and we did it
We had in the studio, of course, you know
Compliments of the company, and we just back and did it
So we hope you enjoy to this album half as much
As we playing it for you, because we had a ball
real music is gonna last
All the other bullshit is today and gone tomorrow"

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

After hours of Il
Or Sotto, just talkin' about women and vino
The like '91 Dan Marino
I swear this got Michael Rapino my ego
Overly focused, far from the time to rest now
growing 'bout who they think is the best now
Took a while, got the out of the deck now
I'm holdin' all the cards and niggas play chess now
I hear you talkin', say it twice so I you meant it
Fuck it, I don't even tint it, they know who's in it
I'm authentic, name, no gimmicks
No game, no scrimmage, I playin' with you niggas at all
My classmates, went on to be chartered accountants
Or work with their parents, but thinkin' back on how they me
My high school reunion be worth an appearance
Make have to go through security clearance
Tables turn, bridges burn, you and learn
the ink, I could murder word to my nigga Irv
Yeah, I swear shit started clickin' dog
You know it's real you are who you think you are

Cash everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill
Cash rules everything 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 than Perry's face is
diamonds in my Jesús
I just might to speak Mandarin
for the yen that I'm handlin'
International Hov, my handle
My saint's Sean Don, a candle
El Gran Santo on the
'Case didn't know, I speak Spanish too
Shoutout to Wes
Everywhere we go we leave a worldwide
Yes, still Roc La
a lot about you if you not feelin' us
The homie said "Hov, ain't many of us"
I told him less is more, nigga it's of us

Cash rules everything me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla 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 clown
They shoulda never let you 'round
Look at my neck, I got a carrot
Now here's the icing on the
Cake, cake-cake,
Uh I'm just gettin' started, oh we got it bitch
I've done more millionaires than the lotto did
made millions, Bigg made millions
Ye made millions, Just made
made millions, Cam made millions
Beans you if he wasn't in his feelings
I'm in my bag
My eyes but my jet don't lag
A pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase cash
Gucci air bag in case we crash
Uh, last was mad trill
I'm out of Advil, Jesus grab the wheel

Yeah uh, look, fuck all that happy to be here shit that want me on
I'm the big homie, still be tryna lil' 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 dressin'
Like I should be aggressive and pessimistic
Like I should be way more nervous and dismissive
I should be on my best behavior
And not talk my shit and do it major the niggas who paved the way for us
Like I study the game to the letter
And understand that I'm not it the same, man, I'm doin' it better
Like I didn't make that clearer year
Like I should feel, I don't know, guilty for that
They should put a couple more mirrors in so I can stare at myself
These are usually some thoughts that I would share with myself
But I "Fuck it"
It's worth it to share 'em with someone else more than for once
I text her from to time, she a mom now
I guess sometimes life forces us to down
I told her she could with me if she need to
I got a compound but I think she's
Cause she supported since Hot right before Wayne came
And got me out of the backroom where I was rapping with Jas over I shouldn't have in the hopes for the glory
He walked right past in the hallway 3 later I'm his artist
He probably wouldn't remember story
But that shit with me
Always couldn't when he called me
You know, it could happen to you
And I just spent Ferraris all on a brand new Bugatti
And did that shit it's something to do, yeah
I guess its just who I dog
Nothing was the dog