Luyện nghe bài hát New Phone

I just want to know that money change others
More the receiver of it and
Fame level, the varies out, to be in public
with me though

I caller ID baby
(I got Toni Braxton playing)

So many hearts man
So thoughts again and again
So many gone by
So many friends is in the
So niggas is really pretend
So many that think they the shit
As I let the years go by, new who is this?
Got a new phone, who is
New phone, who is
As I let the years go by, same who is this?
Same who is this?
Same who is this?
So many years go by, new who is this?
to me, what's up?

I'ma get it, I'ma get it, easy
I'm the realest, I been kicking Eastbay
I'm the realest, all my niggas in a good
On the real, got my city with a
Now I never call like I to though
But why you getting mad as if you know?
I ain't getting bags and my crew not on
'Cause you getting bags bet that loot gon', show
I'm on the road, I'm on the
Tan money, show
We on the road, we on the
Uh, Alize still for it
Smoking haze in Hollywood, I'm important
Tracy the real bitches who looking for it
EBM, EBM this is bigger all us
Looking like a hundred with infinite knowledge
Try and tell little niggas this better than college
stupid, see my music should come with propellers
Stomach still hungry as
Even though I know this money is forever
Niggas say "get dollars up, hope you stay the same"
So I'm my dollars and counting niggas change
And niggas me that I'm Hollywood
But y'all the same niggas that used to say I probably wouldn't

So many care man
So thoughts again and again
So years gone by
So friends is in the wind
So many niggas is pretend
So women that think they the shit
As I let the years go by, new phone who is
Got a new phone, who is
New phone, who is
As I let the years go by, same who is this?
Same who is this?
Same who is this?
So years gone by, new phone who is this?
Talk to me, up?

There's days I of you, baby
And the things I didn't do,
Acting like I'm in school, now you really hate it
the shit out you, when a nigga angry
Get your together, why you practicing hatred?
Immaculate statements for statements
Shackled and chained up, that's what the game
Bitches that blow my high go on my fan club
Bossed up shit, bossed up like "shit"
Broads can't talk dirty, she on my dick
Show up in Balmain, showing that hate
up with bitches who think their horoscope is their faith
4 in the babe, no I'm not picking up
No, I'm not with a bitch, just I ain't sleep in a
Hope you can I'm still the same one
But I'm finna change clothes, keys, and gate
Here's the bang button, 'cause, this ain't the same

So many care man
So many thoughts again and
So many years by
So friends is in the wind
So many niggas is really
So many women that they the shit
As I let the years go by, new who is this?
Got a new phone, who is
New phone, who is
As I let the years go by, same who is this?
phone who is this?
Same who is this?
So years go by, new phone who is this?
Talk to me, up?