The Alchemist - Cake (2008) lyrics

They lovin' it Worldwide Boss Don, PD5 Got you n***as, yeah [Hook: Max B] These n***as don't want me to shine n***as don't want me to grind (I'm) about my money, n***a These n***as don't want me to live These n***as just want me to beg [?] up in the prison system n***as know I about to get rich They know I'm about to get bread We 'bout to get cash [Verse 1] I been coolin' n***as off like an A.C One minute your hot The next minute your not Dropped a lbum Nobody copped it Nobody believed in the game Without the Boss Don wave Funny how, n***as turn funny style I just let the money pile b**hes scream 'skeeted on my tummy' (Oww) I was in the room seeking closure Smokin' on a doser Prune juice get me and my dude's lose n***as ain't know me f** my b**hes in one day Some say, Bigga you the illest