Cash Rules

LETRA

Cash Rules

[Intro]
Danny I see you
That boy Cassius
Yeah

[Chorus]
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 ni***, my money grown

[Verse 1]
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
F*** 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

[Chorus]
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 ni***, my money grown

[Verse 2]
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

[Chorus]
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 ni***, my money grown

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