Pound Cake lyrics
by Drake
[Intro]
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money
Dolla dolla bill y'all
[Swaggz]
I stack for the future you thinkin’ temporary
I talk about jewels you thinkin’ February
Send who you want and n*gga you know I’m ready
n*ggas hatin’ they can’t stand the fact I’m getting fetty
n*ggas waiting for me to fall and i know this plenty
So i sit back and i relax and i just sip this Henny
And stack my cheese and watch these rats cause they stomachs is empty
Young n*ggas gettin’ slain all over some skrill
Goes to show you’ll do anything for a dollar bill
Dig a grave get a gun
And a plot to kill
sh*t i donno what to say
It costs to be the boss but it pays to weigh
That’s not really you that’s just who you portray
I want money
You want the fame and radio play
Hoppin' out that thing and they makin that radio face
Fat n*gga kick back lots of food on my plate
I traded in the pork and beans for a piece of the steak
I ain't tryna look back ain't no foot on the brakes
I think my phone’s wire tapped listen in for the jakes
Fat n*gga I’m raising the heat
So the sun is ma son my thinking is deep
You reap what you sow and you sow what you reek
I remember growing up I had holes in my sneaks
Mama sent me two socks it was cold on my feet
Pops barely knew him only see him in pictures
Mom’s a pastor I grew up knowin the scripture
With a ripped shirt on the strip til the n*gga got strip searched
The world is mine
I think my name should be Atlas
Makin hits like I leave on the clay for the crouches
My traps pumping your traps as dry as a cactus
I wanna cheat on my girl with a actress
Im tired of hidin that dope under my mattress
Kill it i did it for practice
[KUSH]
I say f*ck chasing b*tches imma chase my dream
Cash rules everything im loving my CREAM
Money is the object should i get it any means
Got a circle full of soldiers man
Im loving my team
It was all a dream
None like biggy tho
Smoked out my mind but im steady blowin fifties tho
Always on point like I’m standing on my tippy toes
Loyalty is a must but some n*ggas never get it tho
And that’s the rule that imma live by
Watching for the snakes some n*ggas be tryna get by
Party hard and you roll blunts and tryna get high
They copy all your swag and fit it in to make em look fly
I really wanna know why
The question still remains
Did I ever spend the money that I managed to have saved
All these b*tches wanna f*ck me they see money in my veins
And this pressure on my shoulder got me feelin goin insane
But I’m good
I be out grindin while you n*ggas sleep
I remember days when I was grindin and I ain't never sleep
Posted on the block while I be up and down the f*ckin streets
Gotta lot of issues now I'm tearin on the f*ckin beat
Lamborghini sit back feelin merciealgo
Table full of models and bottles surround the cop doe
Shawty dancing im throwing hundreds she screaming tato
It's a party a celebration wherever i go
My n*ggas riding with me
Drunk or tipsy
Bad b*tch beside me she's just rolling up a spliffy
Hop up in the whip, hit the clutch, doin sixty
Black interior, black body, Im moving swiftly