[Verse 1] Ayo, It be taboo.. How my wife get at night, She touch my tattoos. I know you right it’s the… Stilt skin.. Imma go nuts with the cashews.. My O.G.’s told me that CASH RULES! [Chorus] Everything around me, My sound be locked in.. See Rj stilt skin on the edge homes, My tone fed bread n poems, C. R. E. A. M. in my headphones, I go heavy on the beat, I’m that dude.. Milk stilt no other dude more polished im a rise to the top, Im solid! Make your heart jump from the knowledge Stunts doing pulmonary jumps Just logic… Back in college I would blow a fuse culinary cool n it’s obvious that’s my tool [Verse 2] Hand on the wheel, I keep it calm and rude, Pocket full of proof, I don’t need no excuse. Cold on the stare, but I’m warm in the booth, Every little doubt get crushed when I move. Mouth full of truth, I been built for the climb, Count every loss, turn it all to a rhyme. If they want the crown, tell ’em line by line, I been on the grind, now it’s showtime. [Chorus] C.R.E.A.M. in my headphones, I go heavy on the beat, I’m that dude.. C.R.E.A.M. in my headphones, Boy ima rise to the top, [Bridge] Cash rules in the dark when the room gets loud, I was born with the weight, never fold for the crowd. From the smoke to the shine, I can feel that pull, Still the same young man with the old-school fuel. [Chorus] C.R.E.A.M. in my headphones, I go heavy on the beat, I’m that dude.. C.R.E.A.M. in my headphones, Boy ima rise to the top,
