Ya Boy - Cake lyrics

(Money, money, money, money) {Cake} Ya boy don't play I rap but I'm strapped Gyea I represent the hood got the Bay on my back I ain't neva been a s**a ask my uncle Phat Rat Before rap I was gettin my {Cake} off a crack f** the world till I die I'm feelin just like dat Somebody call the president tell em 2Pac back With a mouth full of diamonds, Giants hat all black I'm the greatest we can even bet the {Cake} on dat Gyea Boom when I approach the hammer Get hit with a red beam like the grocery scanner Paranoid so I filled the whole crib full of planners(?) I like j**lery but I'm spendin all my{Cake} on Atlanta(?) Yeah I got a full house like Stephanie Tanner And the clip on the K look like a banana All black burner(?) gloves All black Phantom I'm the kush man hold the big sack like Santa Piece of {Cake} no challenge Gettin green like salad Told the homies where you at It's green like havok murderin is a habit Expecially when we step in the booth it's automatic for the (Money) the (money) the (money) the (money) the {Cake} You n***as betta pump yo brakes Ya Boy don't play I'm rap but I'm strapped Put you n***as underground Put my city on the map Keep a vest on my chest and a gauge on my lap And yes money talks cause for the {Cake} you gettin clacked Ask about me in New York I'm the truth it's a fact And everybody know the Bay Ya Boy drops it's a rap I don't need you friendship You ain't gotta have my back All I need in this world is {Cake} and a Mac I'm the Luke Skywalker Rhyme talkers I got bars f** a movie Ya Boy ready to war with stars I gotta flow outta this world it's on Mars The Earth upped and baked it in a {Cake} like f** cigars My hoes walk around topless like Mardigras It's the gutter side of hip hop it's too many parties on Rappin bout the streets erybody knows you not involved I don't think you hard no n***a not at all Sweetest {Cake} from the bakery b**h there ain't no fakin me Say it real n***a till the undertaker takin me Past the blind even they can see my pockets got no vacancy It's Ya Boy be makin me some (money) some (money) some (money) some (money) Some {Cake} You n***as betta pump yo brakes Gyea It's almost time I know ya'll been patiently waiting for me I've been sittin back in the Cutty Gettin my {Cake} Haha Yea We finna let the beast loose though We finna unlock this cage in a minute I'm goin so hard I'm gettin {Cake} Somthin you n***as don't know nothin about n***a I don't want that mixtape to drop I don't think ya'll ready yet Ya'll want it? I'm gettin {Cake} It's comin n***a Bout to change the muthaf**in game n***a Young Ya Boy Do you understand Ugh {Cake} Ya'll didn't know a Bay area n***as could spit this way huh n***a Shocked you n***as huh? Yeah n***a I'm finna f** a lot of you n***as ova No h*mo muthaf**a (Money, money, money, money) that's what I'm bout though {Cake} Gyea Go {Cake}