Key: F# minor•
Verse 1
F#m
A#m
What that nigga want, God?
(Wu- Tang five- finger shit, fam)
Cash rules-
Cm
A#m
Word up, two for fives over here, baby
F#m
Cm
Gbm
Cm
Word up, know what I'm sayin'? (Cash rules everything around me,
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
y'all) check this shit, yo
Verse 2
Gbm
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
Verse 3
Gbm
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
Verse 4
'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
Verse 5
Ch- chick- pow! Wu from the gate now
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
Verse 6
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
Verse 7
The court played me short, now I face incarceration
Gbm
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
Verse 8
Smokin' bones in the staircase
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,
Verse 9
all on the block that stays hot
Gbm
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
Verse 10
That what? That life is hectic
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'?)
Verse 11
Gbm
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
Verse 12
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
Verse 13
Gbm
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
Outro 1
Dollar, dollar bill, y'all- all- all, yeah
Gbm
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