Dolla, dolla bill y’all y’all
Cash rules everything around me
CREAM, get the money
Dolla, dolla bill y’all y’all!
I had freedom, before you had slave ships
Before our people fell into enslavement
They wore white sheets, I couldn’t see they faces
Hung me and my brother, with the same noose
I just might learn to speak Arabic
So I can tell Syria to stop the arrogance
King of New York, that’s my handle
Kingdom, King Dome, for example
In case ya’ll didn’t know, I speak African
The Bush family is stress
Whenever they in office, it’s a worldwide mess, yes..
Fake, fake, fake, fake, fake!
The U.S. dollar is now fake
Crackin’ that fake smile, you even smile fake
It’s not backed by gold, so it’s all fake
Fake fake fake fake, uh
They big you up for materialism
That don’t impress me, I’m into lyricism..
I’m not ruled by no cash
It doesn’t rule everything in my path
I’m ruled by God, every moment you have
Is a gift, that’s why they call it the present
Say my name twice before I rap still
Cause I’m twice as nice, I got mad skills.