Cash Rules

[Hook: Ron Gilmore + Cozz] I know yeah, I know yeah, I know that Cash rules everything around me Nigga get that money Dollar, dollar bills ya'll Money and the fame ain't a thing, it's above it My niggas getting cream, nigga like it or love it Cash rules everything around me Nigga get that money Dollar, dollar bills ya'll Money and the fame ain't a thing, it's above it My niggas getting cream, nigga like it or love it And kill your whole team nigga like it ain't nothing Swear to God [Verse 1: Ron Gilmore] I know I hate to see you leave Lord knows I hate to see you cry I know one thing we all believe Cash rules everything around me Nigga get that money Dollar, dollar bills ya'll Money and the fame ain't a thing, it's above it My niggas getting cream, nigga like it or love it And kill your whole team We came from something, we never been nothing Treated like the dust we all return to the dust We all die, we all return it's a must But all we got is the lust All we got is the sex, all we get is a text All we got is a time, more we get is to flex All you got is your love, don't nobody respect it I'm sorry for everybody and every bitch I neglected but look that... [Hook: Ron Gilmore + Cozz] Cash rules everything around me Nigga get that money Dollar, dollar bills ya'll Money and the fame ain't a thing, it's above it My niggas getting cream, nigga like it or love it Cash rules everything around me Nigga get that money Dollar, dollar bills ya'll Money and the fame ain't a thing, it's above it My niggas getting cream, nigga like it or love it And kill your whole team nigga like it ain't nothing Swear to God [Outro] I know I hate to see you leave Lord knows I hate to see you cry I know one thing we all believe [Interlude] Some of the pink meat Some of the pink meat Some of the pink meat