Akala – C.R.E.A.M Lyrics
Lyrics
Verse 1
- 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