Timbaland - Russell Westbrook's Pound Cake In The Morning lyrics

[Hook: Timbaland] Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all [Verse 1: Drake] After hours of Il Mulino Or Sotto Sotto, just talkin' women and vino The contract like '91 Dan Marino I swear this guy Michael Rapino's boosting my ego Overly focused, it's far from the time to rest now Debates growin' 'bout who they think is the best now? Took a while, got the jokers out of the deck now I'm holdin' all the cards and n***as wanna play chess now I hear you talking, say it twice so I know you meant it f** it, I don't even tint it, they should know who's in it I'm authentic, real name, no gimmicks No game, no scrimmage, I ain't playin' with you n***as at all My cla**mates, they went on to be chartered accountants Or work with their parents, but thinkin' back on how they treated me My high school reunion might be worth an appearance Make everybody have to go through security clearance Tables turn, bridges burn, you live and learn With the ink I could murder, word to my n***a Irv Yeah, I swear sh** just started clickin' dog You know it's real when you are who you think you are [Verse 2: Lil Dicky] Ain't no doubt about it, sh** is coming And I'm just praying that Lil Dicky love it Always told myself that this the type of sh** I Wanted I was being honest, even made a promise Not with anybody else, this was inner conscious Talking to my f**ing self, das a little bonkers I know, I still got a lot of sh** to conquer I hope that ain't even ma concern tho You know I'll be working till I get what I deserve Whatever totems I get personally you know I'ma Earn those This ain't even bout some sh** up on a Checklist This about the fact that I'm about to test this I'm about to figure out what ma best is I can't avoid it because now ya boy invested And I ain't gotta a choice except to smile and Accept it Pretty reckless, pretty restless cuz I've lived my life expecting love To come the second my attempt was done And yea I guess To some extent I was correct because I'm getting Buzz But now I'm bout to be ubiquitous, look it up Yeah, or that's at least what I'm a**uming But as alluded to reality is looming and Now ya dude about to make a move and take the Truth And hope to god that when he through That what he thought about is proven But honestly I'm not afraid that it's delusion I'm hot enough to where I know it's not illusion But obviously I been finding this confusing This ain't even close to what I thought I would be Doing Don't get me wrong, I was born to be big But I always figured it would be the comedy Thing So I started rapping just to see what drama it Brings What big dogs from sitcoms would holler at Me And as the time past, I rhymed faster, lines Crafted Was high cla** as I mastered my craft and Goddamn, who'da thought it get like this Back in twenty-ten music wouldn't make that List I'm talking top 5 to 10 strengths with no winks I would not lie, my pen dry, with no ink Or… that's at least what I thought 'til I clawed and scratched the pen 'til I saw a line Draw Then I coulda let bygones be bygones But I really wanted to rhyme till ma line drawn Like where the f** is ma peak at Not Brown but I make it pop, then I beat that Not crowned yet, but I don't think I decreed that Not loud, but you know I'm ready to tweet that I just really hope I'm ready to be that Now you seeing where D's at Cause even though I'm softer than a tissue I ain't nothing to sneeze at I'm smarter, where f** ya degrees at And I ain't harder but I'm hotter homie, where da f** ya degrees at I'm bout to come in and desaturate The chic rap today and evaporate The feedback I hate, I elaborate At a later date But I'm getting off the point with the player hate What the f** was I saying [Hook: Timbaland] Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all [Verse 3: Childish Gambino] Let 'em speak, I know I'm meek but the mills louder Watch the throne, kings k** when the prince feels power It's the real deal, Holyfield, holy sh**, holy grail Silver spoon coon, young buffoon, yeah, they Know me well I'm makin' moves, couldn't lose, doin' Parker Lewis Hot on my own, self-immolate, I could be a Buddhist Hot on my own, check your tone, check your Stance homie You don't even like me, you just trynna get my Fans homie So nerdy but the flow wordy Brain-freezin' with the flow slurpie Ice cold but you know I burn cash like I had herpes Not true, but I'm that dirty n***as quit bein' hot man, cold turkey While I'm out in Kauai, man, soul searching' And these n***as be afraid and I'm so certain Cause they don't know what to do when the World's broken A lot of people try and go and talk sh** but your girl Stops me on the street Like it's stop and frisk and a bunch of DDots Wanna talk a lot of sh** But that's cool cause in the real world they really Don't exist It's all because the internet Chance made millions, Haim made millions Dan made millions, Kendrick made millions I would too if I wasn't in my feelings [Interlude: Childish Gambino] You know, cause like, people say money's not Everything But money, you need money to do what you Wanna do Like money is power, honesty is power, truth is Power But at the same time they tell you like [Verse 2: Childish Gambino] Ain't nothin' more important than the mula You ain't really eatin' boy, you gotta get your Food up We so steady eatin' baby, you already know That The way I'm droppin' new sh**, I'm sittin' on the Toilet Every night I tour that, moment But we don't take pictures, when you're rich you Just see it again The only thing they really worry about is me and The pen Wrote some sh** on Instagram, I'm just bein' Honest They tried to give your boy pills like I'm bein' Violent They tried to give your boy pills just to keep him Silent Keep tellin' people the truth, you could be iconic They tried to give your boy pills, like "he's scarin' Us" Try to stay inside, I don't really like appearances I try to stay inside, but they still got something to Say" Are you still on the show? Are you dating Jhené? "It's deeper than that Calico inside the handbag, I'm keepin' the cat I got some n***as in reserve like I'm deep in Iraq And I'm deepening rap, and it's deeper than Rap This is deeper than rap