Pound Cake by KOLD. Lyrics
[Hook: Timbaland]
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all
[Verse 1]
Up hours just working on my keynotes
Taking my chances in this game like its fucking keno
Tryna make the motions I pictured like I'm Scorsese
Keep it real never faux let the music portray me
Been dreaming of dying in LA like Marvin Gaye
Mercy mercy me, lord forgive me for what I say
I found a new religion
The bass line my holy spirit
They tried to make me walk
Cause they know I'm a power hitter
Prince field in this game
Crave a lush life, Richard price
But money was never easy
So my boys carry toys like they fisher price
Most don’t agree with my mindset
Call me King dick, Don Johnson
Suffering from the vice of curiosity
My worlds broken
But I'm still walking
Don’t know my future so I'm bout theoretic's like I'm hawking
Said people with no money act like money isn't everything
Fuck that
Wish I was born with a silver spoon
Wish I could see a silver lining for what I've been through
But its like that sometimes
This shits ridiculous
I’m so appalled
Whats my life have in store?
Cause..
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Caught in a dark fantasy
Impossible, improbable
Yet still pushing like a dealer
Like I had no option to
Google both my names
It’s obvious I make moves
There's still so much more I'm trying to accomplish dude
But I feel my glory is coming to an end
My life is too
Clinically depressed
Psychologist trying to find a breakthrough
These peoples will talk
Constantly trying to break you
Y'all just trying to be me that’s why I hate you
I’m self-loathing
Making moves low key like I’m holding
Spitting real shit
Like a broken toilet
That’s corny
Lighters burning an orifice of a blunt
When in hell
I inhale the devils drugs
Ironic how it lifts me to heavens above
Think id be grateful to be in the presence of god
But without happiness nothing is ever enough
Nothing is ever enough
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all
[Verse 1]
Up hours just working on my keynotes
Taking my chances in this game like its fucking keno
Tryna make the motions I pictured like I'm Scorsese
Keep it real never faux let the music portray me
Been dreaming of dying in LA like Marvin Gaye
Mercy mercy me, lord forgive me for what I say
I found a new religion
The bass line my holy spirit
They tried to make me walk
Cause they know I'm a power hitter
Prince field in this game
Crave a lush life, Richard price
But money was never easy
So my boys carry toys like they fisher price
Most don’t agree with my mindset
Call me King dick, Don Johnson
Suffering from the vice of curiosity
My worlds broken
But I'm still walking
Don’t know my future so I'm bout theoretic's like I'm hawking
Said people with no money act like money isn't everything
Fuck that
Wish I was born with a silver spoon
Wish I could see a silver lining for what I've been through
But its like that sometimes
This shits ridiculous
I’m so appalled
Whats my life have in store?
Cause..
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Caught in a dark fantasy
Impossible, improbable
Yet still pushing like a dealer
Like I had no option to
Google both my names
It’s obvious I make moves
There's still so much more I'm trying to accomplish dude
But I feel my glory is coming to an end
My life is too
Clinically depressed
Psychologist trying to find a breakthrough
These peoples will talk
Constantly trying to break you
Y'all just trying to be me that’s why I hate you
I’m self-loathing
Making moves low key like I’m holding
Spitting real shit
Like a broken toilet
That’s corny
Lighters burning an orifice of a blunt
When in hell
I inhale the devils drugs
Ironic how it lifts me to heavens above
Think id be grateful to be in the presence of god
But without happiness nothing is ever enough
Nothing is ever enough