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Cash Rules Lyrics - Artist : HoodRich Pablo Juan
Danny, I see you
That boy Cassius Yeah Cash rulin' everything around me Ain't no better feeling than when you countin' I gotta get it, I know that they doubted Got bitches in Dallas, I shop at the Gallery It's all in God's plans, it gotta be I know if my daddy was here, he'd be proud of me They tryna use me with reverse psychology I'm self made and I don't owe nobody I got this shit on my own Ain't had my hand out, nor did I get a loan I got this shit on my own Stayin' down three sixty-five, all day long Everything I get, I own I got this shit on my own They ain't give a dog a bone Had to boss up, it made me strong Young rich nigga, my money grown Lawyer with me, I ain't takin' no plea I'm what your baby daddy want to be Unemployed, I get money out the street Came from the bottom of the creek Mama couldn't buy nothing to eat I learned how to get it, I got me I roll up a leaf, got the whole tree Role model in the hood, they wanna be me I remember mismatched socks and dirty white tees Fuck it, I spent my lunch money on weed I was broke as a bitch, it ain't shit free I went to the store and I stole what I need Mama said, "Goddamn, that's a lot of money" Gotta thank Allah, that's the big homie Gotta get rich just to shit on baby mama Buy my son anything if he want it Cash rulin' everything around me Ain't no better feeling than when you countin' I gotta get it, I know that they doubted Got bitches in Dallas, I shop at the Gallery It's all in God's plans, it gotta be I know if my daddy was here, he'd be proud of me They tryna use me with reverse psychology I'm self made and I don't owe nobody I got this shit on my own Ain't had my hand out, nor did I get a loan I got this shit on my own Stayin' down three sixty-five, all day long Everything I get, I own I got this shit on my own They ain't give a dog a bone Had to boss up, it made me strong Young rich nigga, my money grown I had to take it, they ain't give me nothing I got patience, I ain't rushin' I ain't have a million, I was just crushin' I just think of my future, I'm blushin' You ain't gon' keep it real, you just bluffin' Where you was at when I was hustlin'? I just done seen too much These bitches ain't shit, and I can't trust 'em I need that cream, I roll up a Russian All yellow tennis chains like 'Tussin None of y'all really keepin' it real All of my ice is slushin', yeah I done got a lil clever, time got a lil better My old friend a dirty rat like Shredder I had a dream, I'm a king like Coretta I'm on a bean, that's a Tesla Diamond in the rough, I was made under pressure If she loyal, she a treasure When it rain, I'ma be your umbrella You buried money for rainy days, we cannot drought no more Used to window shop Now we walk in with them racks on us and we buyin' the store I'm thankful, I know how it feel to be poor Cash rulin' everything around me Ain't no better feeling than when you countin' I gotta get it, I know that they doubted Got bitches in Dallas, I shop at the Gallery It's all in God's plans, it gotta be I know if my daddy was here, he'd be proud of me They tryna use me with reverse psychology I'm self made and I don't owe nobody I got this shit on my own Ain't had my hand out, nor did I get a loan I got this shit on my own Stayin' down three sixty-five, all day long Everything I get, I own I got this shit on my own They ain't give a dog a bone Had to boss up, it made me strong Young rich nigga, my money grown |
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