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(Damn, Ben Marc shot this too?) Cash rules everything around me C.r.e.a.m., get the-get the-get the-get the Get the-get the-get the-get the money, dollar-dollar D-d-d-d-dollar-dollar, dollar-dollar bill, y'all (ayy) Still flyin' commercial when I can go private Got rich enough that I can buy my own damn pilot But I ain't rich enough until I get my own island I'm ahead of the plane, you the co-pilot (co-pilot) Tryna fill my shoes, you gon' crash and burn Every time I lose, another lesson I learn Steady payin' my dues, it's somethin' that I concern Karma keep catchin' up on good and bad terms Pool full of money, drownin' with no life guard Paper chasin' every day, I gotta boguard 'Member hittin' licks, ridin' in the Honda Accords Now every time I crank my car, gotta thank Lord (amen) One dollar used to be somethin', now it's chip money (chip money) Couple dollars used to be somethin', now it's class money (class money) Blue strips, man, I used to call it Crip money (Crip money) See 'em flexin' one K, that's my gas money (gas money) Bust a nust, then I gave her the cab money ((bitch) But why she tell me I never gave her nothin'? Like climaxin' wasn't apparent when we start fuckin' Keep it a hunnid, you might get the key to the Cullinan Rich bitches all I f*ck with (all I f*ck with) If I can buy somethin' that you can't get, damn right, I purchased Compact pistol, packed in your purses (brrt) Gucci, Birkin, stocks in the Birkin A few years ago, I used to be the broke nigga Now I'm laughin' to the bank, good joke, nigga Made 2.5 last week I did that in my sleep, imagine when I was a woke nigga A few years from now, I'ma be a billionaire Bugatti sittin' on about a hunnid acres Car collection matte black like the Undertakers It's gettin' hot, niggas got me on my Mayweather (Mayweather) House full of wives, bae, I'm a polygamist I'm a king, I put the queens in positionists Daddy say I'm pimpin' hoes on my Memphis shit But now one of my wives gon' be a Memphis chick Close-minded, can't deal with it I need some breadwinners too, or I feel like a meal ticket Bad energy around, I can't deal with it I'm a empath, so everything feel different If cash ruled everything, why do I want something that cash can't buy? Why you can't take it with you when a nigga die? Why I don't wipe my tears with bills when I cry? Amen, Lord Ayy, driftin' out to space, extraterrestrial levels Galaxy in my face, extraterrestrial bezel Shootin' stars in the spaceship that I pedal Elon Musk ain't got shit on this fella Ayy, my ordinary lifestyle ain't ordinary People kill voluntary just to be my secretary Shit, I be quite worried 'cause the power that I hold Could turn a crack house to a library Grand slam to a food and herb perry Gun under pillow like I'm beefin' with my tooth fairy Knowin' I'm too prolific for an earlier bury Stand for somethin' so big, your back couldn't carry Everyday make good decisions, I can't check out of my position Even though I got the power like 50, I can stop anything from living But this responsibility gotta come with some discipline Free Shiesty, know he stressin' out up in that prison Left out to dry when you provide Collect calls keep gettin' denied Your bitch fuckin' on a new guy, head high, that's how you survive In this world that we livin' in, humanity is an insanity, we can't pretend Lookin' at my enemies, a bunch of old friends Lookin' at my inner me, demons I let in Lookin' at my phone, 'nother baby on the way As I'm recordin' this masterpiece, man, there's no way Kinda speechless, I ain't even know what to say But if history repeats, take my life away Told her make another family, 'cause the family that I made Been brought down by a witch and her wicked ways But I want another baby anyway Because my current situation the hardest shit that I ever faced People get what they want, then start actin' different They had the nerves to ask a nigga why he bein' stingy Good-hearted nigga, so I feel people out to get me Not for my brain, but for the shit that a nigga givin' Cake, cake, cake, this the whole cake You want a piece of this pie, for life, you owe me Cake, cake, cake, that's a borrowed cake If he don't give me what he owe back, clean his plate (brrt) No cake, no deal, no Annie Mae Feelin' too real for the fake sake I am love, tell me what the f*ck is hate? You ain't gotta say shit, it's written on your face, Memphis If cash ruled everything, why do I want something cash can't buy?