[Hook: Timbaland]
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all
[Verse 1]
Email from Sallie Mae, I just hit ignore
Cuz she's just tryna send me money that I can't afford
So for now I'm chilling, just tryna make a way
If money talk I need to hear the paper say
In the game clutch mode tryna make a play
Witness greatness, good gracious the boy hot
Balloon rappers blow up but eventuality pop
Tryna stay up, pockets swollen from inflation
Give some back to the people, it's only right when I make it
You n***as want extra time out, it only work when you fake it
Rappers spiting like fruit cakes.... on a daily basis
Black card, my pockets gonna be racist
Winner flow don't fall I'm springing to the top
Tryna author some ish that'll make the summer hot
Won't stop t.w.o till we on n***a
Even when we on that white flag is never drawn n***a
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Don't sleep on me, I'm just tryma alarm n***as
Patriots safety, out here tryna harm n***as
No love, lack heart like John q's son
Big said it best, dang right my crew run
About to blast off like a thug with a new gun
Trigga' happy, you do little like scrappy
Come up with hot ish that's the only time my bars crappie
Tryna be a target of your favorite artist
k**in' the game rest in peace.. dearly departed
From the bottom i started
Rising to the top, smoke when i excel
Flow so germ cell....
Affecting all these beats bodies....
Yea i body beats, headed for the crown with army need that
Told you I'm suited for the game n***a no slack
Constipated rappers need to get they flow back
Chillin with my dogs, cojack
Making a way call me young Moses
Exorcist bars for all of these mics i posses
You n***as making no progress, I am progressing
Mel Gibson, Danny Glover I'm a lethal weapon
Mic check, Mic check, I'm just checking