c.r.e.a.m. '17
benton, jarren
cash rule everything around me
my momma must have did crack in the 80's
came out the pussy hole acting as crazy
shit they put you in the pages for smackin' your babies
keep starin' i draw the weapon like keith haring
it's apparent these niggas is wildin' they need parents
i'm fucked and i made excuses
to throw the deuces i told you bitches we ain't exclusive
i'ma black activist on actavis your math don't add up
these niggas bad at calculus i never close the maybach curtains
wipe the prints off the cage that merked 'em
circle the block and hit the lane that's smirkin'
money talks and niggas is dummies
the stick left as stiff as a mummy
don't front like your ass is christopher reeves
ain't no fuck this superman you get up in your jeans
i can't sleep cause i ain't count a billion yet
let me feelin' a check ay
how you broke when you just had a million net
they say black's bad with money can't get rid of his debt
don't front you niggas know me
you can't win when you got haters on the team
they did that nigga eric garner like radio raheem
no d batteries they train 'em at academies
no empathy for niggas just their whole anatomies
too many niggas wanna be rappers
okay i'm back in business
but never slack i'm stuck in the era of trap pretenders
who would've know the underworld was filled with master splinters
my biggest distraction are baddest women
nigga focus on academics"