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Imma stack up this money my feet in my lane
Middle fingers to haters
I know they dont like me
I know these bitches dont love me
Yea we can just fuck
And you dont get attached
Ian got time for none of yo games
And aint got no room for yo bull Shit
Cause I'm tryna get it li baby
Yeah I'm tryna get it yeah
I done be thru the pain
The rain the struggle
You know a young nigga got battle Scars
Dont say that you love
You know youn mean it
That shit there making me paranoid
Ian looking for vouchers
Or seeking acceptance
I know what I am
And I stand for
I just hit a dub and I'm still learn shit
Like how to get my people out the Trenches
Gotta grind for it just to get it
Jus fight charges in them prisons
Dirty game nigga steady switching
Feelings changed I can feel the envy
Just remember I'm a solid nigga
I'll never change for some paper
And I'm still that same nigga
Just got a li older
I been thru some shit that put pain in Me
I make this shit look real good when I paint the picture
I put these hoes up in they place like I'm they father figure
I'm wake up take a piss
And think about the shit that I been Thru
It be weight down on me it's like I'm Getting bigger I trade my first 22 When I was 15
I sold my first fucking dime when I was 13
I done got older and I see this shit for What it is
I keep my focus on that money cause Being broke ain't real
I remember them days breaking in Houses round the corner
Neighbors em telling on me
Moma telling me son you gone end up dead or in a jail
I'm ready anythang
Only son ian going for nothing
That's looking suspicious or moving Without a purpose
Fully load with 60 plus a extra 30 Nigga that's a 90 for anybody
On my way to the top ion need a Ladder nigga
Cause I'm flying just like a bird
Know some niggas gone hate
Long as they respect it
My nigga it's cool ian tripping bout it
Kept it real on my end
Ian never fold or faked it
Was solid with errbody
I'll give my last they dont even know
But trip when I tell em
That I ain't got it
AYE AYE AYE
Big brother told me stack that money For them rainy days
Gotta stack it up just pray to god
That he take all this pain away
This pain away ay-ay
Middle fingers to haters
I know they dont like me
I know these bitches dont love me
Yea we can just fuck
And you dont get attached
Ian got time for none of yo games
And aint got no room for yo bull Shit
Cause I'm tryna get it li baby
Yeah I'm tryna get it yeah
I done be thru the pain
The rain the struggle
You know a young nigga got battle Scars
Dont say that you love
You know youn mean it
That shit there making me paranoid
Ian looking for vouchers
Or seeking acceptance
I know what I am
And I stand for
I just hit a dub and I'm still learn shit
Like how to get my people out the Trenches
Gotta grind for it just to get it
Jus fight charges in them prisons
Dirty game nigga steady switching
Feelings changed I can feel the envy
Just remember I'm a solid nigga
I'll never change for some paper
And I'm still that same nigga
Just got a li older
I been thru some shit that put pain in Me
I make this shit look real good when I paint the picture
I put these hoes up in they place like I'm they father figure
I'm wake up take a piss
And think about the shit that I been Thru
It be weight down on me it's like I'm Getting bigger I trade my first 22 When I was 15
I sold my first fucking dime when I was 13
I done got older and I see this shit for What it is
I keep my focus on that money cause Being broke ain't real
I remember them days breaking in Houses round the corner
Neighbors em telling on me
Moma telling me son you gone end up dead or in a jail
I'm ready anythang
Only son ian going for nothing
That's looking suspicious or moving Without a purpose
Fully load with 60 plus a extra 30 Nigga that's a 90 for anybody
On my way to the top ion need a Ladder nigga
Cause I'm flying just like a bird
Know some niggas gone hate
Long as they respect it
My nigga it's cool ian tripping bout it
Kept it real on my end
Ian never fold or faked it
Was solid with errbody
I'll give my last they dont even know
But trip when I tell em
That I ain't got it
AYE AYE AYE
Big brother told me stack that money For them rainy days
Gotta stack it up just pray to god
That he take all this pain away
This pain away ay-ay
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Writer(s): Xavier Bryant
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