🎵 CREAM // by Lethabo Acid

3 Contributors CREAM Lyrics [Intro] You said five Gs, nigga? Five Gs, man You gon' stop acting like you the only nigga getting money, man, make it ten, man, what’s wrong with you, man? Make it ten Gs, you fool-ass nigga Nigga, we get more money than you, man, you know what I'm saying? I got a G, don't make me put it on your face, nigga Ayy, what you laughing at, man? You need to put... [Chorus] (Yeah, yeah) Cash rule everything around me, homie Cash rule everything around me, homie Yeah, cash rule everything around me, homie Yeah, cash rule everything around me [Verse 1] And I’m doing 105 Whip it like I just don't die Different foreigns when we slide You ain't gang, you ain't slime Uh, uh, give me all my bread, I want my commas Fucking up the stage like a rockstar I keep making hits like a mobster Pockets full with green like a monster Yeah, smooth nigga, I lead the wave Trappin' out on high an octave Run the circle like a maze Mama pray I move with grace Wow, so astounding Numbers up, need new accountant Get the cake and I'm still gon' pound it Moving silent, I don't announce it Stay high, I can’t be grounded Hotter than devil, I’m dripped designer Twists on my head, move dreadfully Purp' in the face, that’s jealousy [Chorus] (Yeah, yeah) Cash rule everything around me, homie (Yeah, yeah) Cash rule everything around me, homie (Yeah, yeah) Cash rule everything around me, homie Yeah, cash rule everything around me, homie (Yeah, yeah) Cash rule everything around me, homie (Yeah, yeah) Cash rule everything around me, homie (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, cash rule everything around me, homie Yeah, cash rule every— [Verse 2] It's Gods planning and perfect timing I'ma get rich, never die trying Want more cake 'cause I can’t sugarcoat the reality I first came from Wealth begets wealth If you want baguettes, start investing some in yourself I pray for health and a two-door coupe Blessings go up like my doors do I pray for love and my papa too Put in my all, I got nothing to lose I'm the one that they all seen Monkey see, so the monkey do Ride for my set 'til the day I bleed Friend or foe, who's you running for? You poke your nose like Pinocchio I slow you down if you run up on me For my bloodline, I'm Corleone Move with caution, nigga, tread slowly I'm out the mud, ain't nothing gon' hold me Mama said the closer the bloodier, so you gotta keep them at arms length Then you get to the top, then they start loving you, so I had to put up my defense [Chorus] (Yeah, yeah) Cash rule everything around me, homie (Yeah, yeah) Cash rule everything around me, homie (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, cash rule everything around me, homie Yeah, cash rule everything around me, homie [Outro] I'm out for presidents to represent me I'm out for presidents to represent me I'm out for dead fucking presidents to represent me