Luyện nghe bài hát Confe$$ions

1:
I know some people with mo than well ever see
Ever see buy a private island they never see?
Ever see every sea on yo own yacht?
a jog around yo block that you bought from selling your stock?
Not.
In this lifetime, some of my partners
They don't believe in karma, but 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
Cause you 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 make a killin, but it never fulfillin
So, they call me me Crae, this how Im feelin.

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

2:
Look, I ain't finna pretend car and my crib
Give me worth and cuz I know they never did
Them in my bank account are no reason for livin
And sleepin with bad women really doesn't me driven
I'm sure man sittin beside me is beside himself
Tryna himself
Yeah, he flyin class thinkin everyone behind him is a peon
Goin home to a model chick he gon cheat on
be empty for eons; you know what I be on
Money dont solve it all, man, look what 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, flown private
in the foreign cars; still so unimpressed
Cause she spent all that money on her chest
She thought it make her better, but she finds she still depressed
Ain't nothing wrong 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 lost the only ya own
Cause everything else is just a loan