C.R.E.A.M. (Freestyle)

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