Lyrics:
them hittas got a lot to say
I'ma make that hitta eat it like it's Benny Hanna
Drop the beat, now them hittas don't want any drama
Stacked up, I get
them hittas got a lot to say
I'ma make that hitta eat it like it's Benny Hanna
Drop the beat, now them hittas don't want any drama
Stacked up, I get
of fans rowing with plans
To get me where I needed to go
And since my sixth sense of getting to the bag activated
My cents stacked, and the scent of money
Bet you hear stories like this all the time
Baby model robbed of more then just his prime
Stole twenty five four zeros stacked behind
You have no idea
I've stumbled through that dark place
in my mind and find those memories
Still stacked along the back of that old head of mine
That's the way that I
white linen
? in the back with my dollar stacked up to the ceiling
You will see when they show me on "How I'm Living"
And I'm a take this time to point
your backs
Stick up kids are doing Apple Jacks
I represent the hustlers, gangsters, and players
Covered with icing and stacked up in layers
I
high school)
Use my hall pass just to see you
Homework is stacked I'll still call you
Friends tellin' me just to play it cool
You're my exception
the art of war from life's lessons
When the chips were stacked against
I kept it moving
And learned to count my blessings
Undiagnosed depression
I️ must
Day after day, day after day, day after day
Crawling all the way to your grave
Born to fight the odds
Deck stacked high by The Gods
Called upon by
in this vicious cycle
The odds are stacked
Our futures have been set with
No way back
With every thing I am or will be
I wait for our turn
Do they
last to make
Everything last
Living a life on the run time go so fast
But its raining, pouring
Bills stacked up in my hand
I spent it all on me but
and stacking that dough
Stack fetti get guap homie
Gotta make a change cause I want my account stacked up with a lot more change
And I done seen some things
Time ticking like a tick-tock
Money stacked up
She a know what I call for
Down town we suck
Safe like a G-force
Me feeling alright
Me wearing all white
Three to a grave
Three to four men stacked in a jagged box
Four to one
In the wet, red clay
In the wet, red clay
Heavenly Father...
Heavenly Father...
"I got my figures on the wall
Comics stacked up in the hall
I got a movie in my DVD player
I got my music that I love
And a girl sent from above
I
growling in this side
it couldn't be so real
to believe that in our small and stacked lives
our left time is running still
mechanichell
for us
real time
Gotta get up off the sidelines I can't sit idly by
Like a casual observer to a crime
Well it all came down the house of cards
Stacked against
book
Made a blind man take a second look
I think I'm in love
And that's Powerful Stuff
Naugahide skirt, black stacked heels
Red copper head, dig her wig
Screen cracked, ten stacked, gotta get it nine ways
My phone jumpin', ayy, my phone jumpin'
Phone dead, need to charge it, you know where to find me
stacked up
Don't need to bring the glass out
Red Cups
Getcho bread up
Gimme head Gimme head
When I wake up
We just living life
It's Bath Tub Money
Told you
a part of city living
Dreamers stacked amongst skeemers
In big grey castles
They're always behind the daily grind
Trading peace of mind for the hassle
cruising endless highways brainstorming I made it rain.
Deck stacked, i'm quick to pull your card no David Blane.
You just trying to save face, now your
Down and dirty, that's the way you play
You'll never change your game
Lowdown, showdown
You better fold right now
The deck is stacked and it's not in
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