Chorus: You get the bitches, you get the liquor, you outchea livin' you say you're winning

But we all know, that your existence
Ain't existent, without the presidents
(Yo cash rules everything around me)
The politicin', and dirty Christians, all the religion
It's superstition, it ain't existent, without the presidents
(Yo cash rules everything around me)

Verse 1: Oooh, I'm chasing John Chilembwe's
I told my reverend, I don't pray
But I pray that I make it, this music pay me
So maybe, I buy my mum a benz man
Just trust me see the money the motivation
If paps dropped a brick she would have stayed
Bet it's offerings that have these preachers praying
We hail the Lord you hail congregations Abomination!
Go bomb a nation, or rob a nation, Joyce and Osama did it for the paper
Can you not see the correlation, between a terrorist and president occupation?
It's Cream
And the dreams is pristine
It's one thing, I put my heart in 16's
Just let me pass, you trying to block, you get screened
See the sky ain't never blue unless you get green
My n***a, it's the reason we making enemies
And fuck your skin colour the money dictating equity
The reason that your daddy never home and working endlessly
The reason uncle Sam was tryna manifest his destiny
Evidently! Cause now we had a black I'm the white house
What the black gon' do? Try to push the whites out?
Dawg, it don't matter what colour kingin the oval office
See its green that run the world regardless
(Chorus)

Verse 2: What's the reason behind the lying?
Skeletons in closets, the reason behind the hiding
You look into your wrist and then you see a diamond
Dawg that ain't a diamond that's a blood diamond, look around people dying
Children dying it's child labour and forced labour
It's less pay and more profits for the corporations
It's less ours and more theirs for the bigger nations
It's less air and more profit from deforestation

Open up your third eye, then you see the clearer resolution
They gas us up but we don't see the pollution
Less drugs produced and more prostitution
More destitution, no more solutions
Cream
I mean let's get this Cream man, then maybe we can buy the American dream man
Cream
I mean let's get this Cream man, then maybe we can buy the American dream man

Buy you a new whip, a chain and a new hat
Money could buy this and money could buy that
Money could surely buy you a bitch with a fat ass
But losing your soul ain't something that money could buy back. Word