C.R.E.A.M.

What that nigga want, God?
 Word up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang five-finger shit, fam)
 Cash rules-
 Word up, two for fives over here, baby
 Word up, two for fives, niggas got garbage down the way
 Word up, know what I'm sayin'? (Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M. get-)
 Yeah, check this ol' fly shit out, word up
 (Cash rules everything around me) take you on a natural joint
 (C.R.E.A.M. get the money) here we, here we go
 (Dollar, dollar bill, y'all) check this shit, yo
 I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side
 Staying alive was no jive
 At second hands, moms bounced on old men
 So then we moved to Shaolin land
 A young youth, yo' rockin' the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
 Only way, I begin to gee off was drug loot
 And let's start it like this son, rollin' with this one
 And that one, pullin' out gats for fun
 But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiend
 Started smokin' woolies at 16
 And running up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes
 Making my way on fire escapes
 No question, I would speed, for cracks and weed
 The combination made my eyes bleed
 No question, I would flow off, and try to get the dough all
 Sticking up white boys in ball courts
 My life got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater
 Times is rough and tough like leather
 Figured out I went the wrong route
 So I got with a sick ass click and went all out
 Catchin' keys from across seas
 Rollin' in MPV's, every week we made forty G's
 Yo nigga respect mine, or anger the tech nine
 Ch-chick-pow! Wu from the gate now
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 It's been 22 long hard years of still strugglin'
 Survival got me buggin', but I'm alive on arrival
 I peep at the shape of the streets
 And stay awake to the ways of the world 'cause shit is deep
 A man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M
 Which failed, I went to jail at the age of 15
 A young buck sellin' drugs and such who never had much
 Trying to get a clutch at what I could not, could not
 The court played me short, now I face incarceration
 Pacin' going up state's my destination
 Handcuffed in back of a bus, 40of us
 Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
 But as the world turns, I learned life is hell
 Living in the world no different from a cell
 Every day, I escape from Jakes givin' chase, sellin' base
 Smokin' bones in the staircase
 Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess
 I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed
 But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
 Ready to give up, so I seek the Old Earth
 Who explained working hard may help you maintain
 To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
 We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
 And stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
 Leave it up to me while I be living proof
 To kick the truth to the young black youth
 But shorty's running wild smokin' sess drinkin' beer
 And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin' in his ear
 Neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
 That what? That life is hectic
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 Cash rules everything around me (my niggas gots to do what they gotta do)
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all (to get through, know what I'm sayin'?)
 Cash rules everything around me (because you can't just get by no more)
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money (word up)
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all (you gotta get over, straight up and down)
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 ♪
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all-all-all, yeah
 
 What that nigga want, God?
 Word up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang five-finger shit, fam)
 Cash rules-
 Word up, two for fives over here, baby
 Word up, two for fives, niggas got garbage down the way
 Word up, know what I'm sayin'? (Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M. get-)
 Yeah, check this ol' fly shit out, word up
 (Cash rules everything around me) take you on a natural joint
 (C.R.E.A.M. get the money) here we, here we go
 (Dollar, dollar bill, y'all) check this shit, yo
 I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side
 Staying alive was no jive
 At second hands, moms bounced on old men
 So then we moved to Shaolin land
 A young youth, yo' rockin' the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
 Only way, I begin to gee off was drug loot
 And let's start it like this son, rollin' with this one
 And that one, pullin' out gats for fun
 But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiend
 Started smokin' woolies at 16
 And running up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes
 Making my way on fire escapes
 No question, I would speed, for cracks and weed
 The combination made my eyes bleed
 No question, I would flow off, and try to get the dough all
 Sticking up white boys in ball courts
 My life got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater
 Times is rough and tough like leather
 Figured out I went the wrong route
 So I got with a sick ass click and went all out
 Catchin' keys from across seas
 Rollin' in MPV's, every week we made forty G's
 Yo nigga respect mine, or anger the tech nine
 Ch-chick-pow! Wu from the gate now
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 It's been 22 long hard years of still strugglin'
 Survival got me buggin', but I'm alive on arrival
 I peep at the shape of the streets
 And stay awake to the ways of the world 'cause shit is deep
 A man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M
 Which failed, I went to jail at the age of 15
 A young buck sellin' drugs and such who never had much
 Trying to get a clutch at what I could not, could not
 The court played me short, now I face incarceration
 Pacin' going up state's my destination
 Handcuffed in back of a bus, 40of us
 Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
 But as the world turns, I learned life is hell
 Living in the world no different from a cell
 Every day, I escape from Jakes givin' chase, sellin' base
 Smokin' bones in the staircase
 Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess
 I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed
 But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
 Ready to give up, so I seek the Old Earth
 Who explained working hard may help you maintain
 To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
 We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
 And stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
 Leave it up to me while I be living proof
 To kick the truth to the young black youth
 But shorty's running wild smokin' sess drinkin' beer
 And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin' in his ear
 Neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
 That what? That life is hectic
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 Cash rules everything around me (my niggas gots to do what they gotta do)
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all (to get through, know what I'm sayin'?)
 Cash rules everything around me (because you can't just get by no more)
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money (word up)
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all (you gotta get over, straight up and down)
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 ♪
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all-all-all, yeah
 
 What that nigga want, God?
 Word up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang five-finger shit, fam)
 Cash rules-
 Word up, two for fives over here, baby
 Word up, two for fives, niggas got garbage down the way
 Word up, know what I'm sayin'? (Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M. get-)
 Yeah, check this ol' fly shit out, word up
 (Cash rules everything around me) take you on a natural joint
 (C.R.E.A.M. get the money) here we, here we go
 (Dollar, dollar bill, y'all) check this shit, yo
 I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side
 Staying alive was no jive
 At second hands, moms bounced on old men
 So then we moved to Shaolin land
 A young youth, yo' rockin' the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
 Only way, I begin to gee off was drug loot
 And let's start it like this son, rollin' with this one
 And that one, pullin' out gats for fun
 But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiend
 Started smokin' woolies at 16
 And running up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes
 Making my way on fire escapes
 No question, I would speed, for cracks and weed
 The combination made my eyes bleed
 No question, I would flow off, and try to get the dough all
 Sticking up white boys in ball courts
 My life got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater
 Times is rough and tough like leather
 Figured out I went the wrong route
 So I got with a sick ass click and went all out
 Catchin' keys from across seas
 Rollin' in MPV's, every week we made forty G's
 Yo nigga respect mine, or anger the tech nine
 Ch-chick-pow! Wu from the gate now
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 It's been 22 long hard years of still strugglin'
 Survival got me buggin', but I'm alive on arrival
 I peep at the shape of the streets
 And stay awake to the ways of the world 'cause shit is deep
 A man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M
 Which failed, I went to jail at the age of 15
 A young buck sellin' drugs and such who never had much
 Trying to get a clutch at what I could not, could not
 The court played me short, now I face incarceration
 Pacin' going up state's my destination
 Handcuffed in back of a bus, 40of us
 Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough
 But as the world turns, I learned life is hell
 Living in the world no different from a cell
 Every day, I escape from Jakes givin' chase, sellin' base
 Smokin' bones in the staircase
 Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess
 I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed
 But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
 Ready to give up, so I seek the Old Earth
 Who explained working hard may help you maintain
 To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
 We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
 And stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
 Leave it up to me while I be living proof
 To kick the truth to the young black youth
 But shorty's running wild smokin' sess drinkin' beer
 And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin' in his ear
 Neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
 That what? That life is hectic
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 Cash rules everything around me (my niggas gots to do what they gotta do)
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all (to get through, know what I'm sayin'?)
 Cash rules everything around me (because you can't just get by no more)
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money (word up)
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all (you gotta get over, straight up and down)
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 ♪
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
 Cash rules everything around me
 C.R.E.A.M. get the money
 Dollar, dollar bill, y'all-all-all, yeah