Cake

I need the cake nigga

The Unit don't play, we rap but we strapped

Buck got the shotgun, 50 got the mack

Spida got the sweeper and you bound to hear it clap

You won't have another birthday cake afta that

Cause Yayo got a temper and he don't know how to act

I've been gone all winter but now a nigga back

To get the money, the money

The money, the money, the cake

And you mutha fuckas lookin' like steak

Food on the plate for the wolves, follow wolves

Don't get moved by the tools

Blood will ooze on ya shoes wait, control ya hate

You ain't ridin' in dem 6s

Cause you spendin' all ya cake on dem bitches

I need the bread lil' niggas need Christmas

Banks don't rap wit a back pack

I'm in it for the money, the money

The money, the money, the cake

You heard Banks said so I know I got the mack

I pull up, pull out spray hollows at your back

I don't give a fuck, it's goin' down like that

I done been through every hood, dead niggas gone rap

In the heart of a victim murda is monumental

I don't complicate shit, yeah I keep it simple

My bullet wounds will tell you a story 'bout wut I been through

Southside trama drama wit' gallamas

I conversate wit' killas, it's usually about life

Politicate wit' lawness, it's usually 'bout white

I'm da poster child of violence, I'm the boy on the poster

When the shots start to rang out I'm the boy wit' the toaster

Yeah, listen up clicko, I hustle I get though

You fuckin' wit a sicko, I spazz let a clip go

Cannon out da rental, beam to ya temple

I squeeze blow your mental, all ova ya friends

Me I'm from the street, where nothin' sweet

The home of the hommies, there's a body every week

Now I don't hear the sirens but they prolly gonna creep

Plottin' to pull me ova, put the cake in my jeep

So I'll be skippin' cities seven states in aweek

Can't a mutha fuckin' breathin' tell me I can't eat

Show me the money, the money

The money, the money, the cake

Niggas slow down, pump ya breaks

No mistakes cause the jakes, run the plates

Then you headed up state for rollin' 'round wit' a steak

Niggas start up the beef and run straight to the cops

You a bitch ass nigga, the cupcake of the block

Any nigga disrespect the click gettin' shot

'Round here niggas get found upside down

Ova the money, the money

The money, the money, the cake

Cake

Money, money, money, money

Cake