C.R.E.A.M Lyrics

• Who wanna be broke? Nobody, that's a joke
• That's why coats get blood soaked for pound notes
• That's most of the reason niggas bleeding from gun smoke
• It's all of the reason that a twelve year old sell coke
• That's why mum's stressed out, that's why niggas stretched out
• If you stackin' cake, we'll break in your house, tape up your mouth
• Take the spouse, where's the cash?
• Give me the work or the cash, or you gettin' clapped
• You can be the king of the track, or rap, niggas is rash
• Long as you black you can get jacked, that is a fact
• I never really been rich but I know one thing that won't change
• Never let a man that bleed the same take my chain
• I feel raped, I buss it, fuck it
• I couldn't rest knowing the man took what's mine and I did nothing
• How I run it, I done stuck a few in my days
• But I'm still here so fuck it, party away
• Get paid, get laid, get a house with a maid
• Give back to those that was raised how you was raised
• Whoever said life ain't about stackin' paper?
• They a fuckin' idiot, and they need to wake up

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