Taylor J - Pound Cake текст песни

[Intro]
"Good God Almighty. Like back in the old days. You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play, how to play it and you know whether it's disco and rock but we just went in the studio and we did it. We had champagne in the studio, of course, you know, compliments of the company, and we just laid back and did it. So we hope you enjoy listening to this album half as much as we enjoyed playing it for you. Because we had a ball. Only real music is gonna last, all the other bullshit is here today and gone tomorrow"

[Hook]

Cash rules everything around me
CREAM get the money
Dolla dolla bill y'all

I'mma take my time
Before it's all over I'mma make this mine
A lot of niggas thinking it's my time
Few niggas thinking I miss my shine
But, fuck, I'm pro'ly grind,
I'm maping all across the country
Nigga working, nigga grinding
Nigga seen enough, and heard enough
Research and go find him a million
Honestly, they don't deserve me
Cause they got a nigga
Guess it's useless, hard to see a blessing
When it find a nigga. Huh!
I'm packing my bag, when they fuck er'body
Shit don't give fuck who mad
Cause I'mma make millions, mom gon'make millions
get busy and get millions, music don't make millions
Jay-Z gon'make millions, Diffie gon'make millions
Do some grills on their way and Coppa gon'make millions
All my niggas with it and we all gon'get it
Big bro have it, but he did tint in the ceilings
Yeah, this year I'm talkin' cash shit
Yeah, the struggle was lovely, but I surpassed it
These other niggas start garbage and don't have it
That's why a man's here, ain't gotta mess with
Can pull up in any city when My plan near
You walk on miles for cake, making (???) shit
When I grab it I split it to sell the pieces I'm eating
My niggas too dope, we need it, nobody greedy, huh!

[Hook]