Stacking

Full throttle, don't pump on the breaks
Stay to myself, don't talk to the jakes
Stay to myself, don't hang with the fakes
Stay grinding, I know what's at stake
Cooking up like I'm making some steak
A1 sauce I need you awake
Watch me now you can not be lacking
Don't stare when I start my stacking

Way better so I can just flex
Shoutout Aki he making me checks
Fuck bitches I will not be hexed
Everyday I just grind for my team
This is a goal boy it can't be a dream boy
Like I'm a Hardy I'm way too extreme
My flows a hypebeast I think it's Supreme
Bars have a punchline straight hitting yo spleen
Don't send no shots boy you think you Kareem
When it comes to money boy I am a fiend
Have my own lane, I'm quarantined
Can't be washed up boy I can not be cleaned
Hustle and loyalty can not be seen
Move by myself when I slide from the scene
Going to work like I'm just Maxo Kream
Fuck all the fighting I'm keeping a beam

Full throttle, don't pump on the breaks
Stay to myself, don't talk to the jakes
Stay to myself, don't hang with the fakes
Stay grinding, I know what's at stake
Cooking up like I'm making some steak
A1 sauce I need you awake
Watch me now you can not be lacking
Don't stare when I start my stacking

Entering the building concealing refilling
My weaponry just dealing my hidden murderous scene
Lyrical testimony of being an assassin wit passion
Dashing through shit passive packing bracket
Time ticking holding down by shackles
It's over time it's Overwatch point 76 Bastion passing
I'm a Reaper wit no Mercy my fire creates ashes
My desire blasting through crackles
Eating it up beating the fuck seeing no luck anger combust
Pen to pad ink to paper tainted labor my soul take the shape of
A long sword to conform
A Junkrat wit explosives boom bap wrecking ball extortion
Powerhouse horsepower cowards fold by presence
I've been told who hasn't been supportive been extorted
Now I'm catching the big fish in the sea I'm all that can be

Full throttle, don't pump on the breaks
Stay to myself, don't talk to the jakes
Stay to myself, don't hang with the fakes
Stay grinding, I know what's at stake
Cooking up like I'm making some steak
A1 sauce I need you awake
Watch me now you can not be lacking
Don't stare when I start my stacking



Credits
Writer(s): Amir Howard
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