c.r.e.a.m. '17

Lyrics

, yeah, uh, cash rule everything around me, my momma must have did crack in the 80's, came out the pussy hole acting as crazy, shit they put you in the pages for smackin' your babies, keep starin' i draw the weapon like keith haring, it's apparent these niggas is wildin' they need parents, bitch i'm ruthless, i'm fucked and i made excuses, to throw the deuces i told you bitches we ain't exclusive, i'ma black activist on actavis your math don't add up, these niggas bad at calculus i never close the maybach curtains, wipe the prints off the cage that merked 'em, circle the block and hit the lane that's smirkin', ain't nothing funny ay, money talks and niggas is dummies, it's a wrap, the stick left as stiff as a mummy, these niggas bleedin', don't front like your ass is christopher reeves, ain't no fuck this superman you get up in your jeans, i can't sleep cause i ain't count a billion yet, i got killas on payroll, let me feelin' a check ay, how you broke when you just had a million net, they say black's bad with money can't get rid of his debt, damn, pistol on me, marinara with rigatoni, i eat like tony soprano, don't front you niggas know me, you can't win when you got haters on the team, they did that nigga eric garner like radio raheem, no d batteries they train 'em at academies, no empathy for niggas just their whole anatomies, sadly another casualty, too many niggas wanna be rappers, scrapers, and athletes, okay i'm back in business, but never slack i'm stuck in the era of trap pretenders, who would've know the underworld was filled with master splinters, life is a bitch, my biggest distraction are baddest women, my momma told me, "nigga focus on academics", i'm pistol totin' the biggest bang could slap a chemist, i'm maury povich, mama cryin' cause daddy missin', i'm back with vengeance the label gave me no rapper image, i'm too authentic, i'm too much for the avid listener, the back, the center, stick up niggas like robin givens, i'm from the city, they blow out brains we optimistic, no competition, i'm droppin' wisdom, the hottest nigga, i'm ridin' phantom with your bitch that's a goblin visit, i went from no pot to piss in to a pile of dishes, i feel like a of princes with a pinch of catholicism, the modern jigga, the nas, mixed with the album thriller, you dancin' with the stars, the cosmos are outta rhythm, these niggas hatin', my patience thin as these model bitches, i balls out, my cash straight, i'm skylar diggins, i balls out, cash straight, you gotta dig it, i'm hotter than a lot of niggas, fuck it, all 'em niggas, i'm going nuts george carver nigga pause a nigga, fresh like a harlem nigga man what's wrong with niggas, tell your baby mama she should call an awesome nigga, ferrari spider shit just looks like it's crawlin' nigga, i'm the man, did that shit with no father figure, my shooter cold with the tommy like watchin' martin nigga, i'm so forreal, my jokes are deep, the sharks'll giggle, i'm talkin' riddles, the game's a jungle i'm robin williams, what's poppin' benton we eatin' it's time to starve them niggas, we eatin' it's time to starve them niggas, if niggas won't smoke we gon get the coffin nigga