Luyện nghe bài hát Confe$$ions

1:
I know some with mo money than well ever see
Ever see someone buy a private island never see?
see every 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 believe in karma, but believe in commas
And they believe they dollas for a o mind
Put a price upon they 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 seems not as thrillin
And you out make a killin, but it never feels
So, they me tell me Crae, this how Im feelin.

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

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

3:
I've flown first class, private jets
Rode in the cars; still so unimpressed
Cause after she spent all that money on her
She thought it 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 then go n it
You gain the whole world but lost the only ya own
Cause everything is just a temporary loan