Hakeem

Stack house
I woke up in the 90's and felt like Hakeem

I just made 7k at a hotel
Seen so much shit, but I won't tell
Styling this shit like I'm Odell
I'mma light this shit up, and I don't care
Ain't buying a thing if it won't sell
Got the sauce and the seasoning, rotel
I won't ask you for shit that I won't share
All these women be choosing, they gon stare
Yeah I'm saved, but I can't judge a man off religion
I'm a man of my faith, so my flaws I ain't trippin'
Got a chick in Detroit, I be callin' her Piston
I had ran up my bag when I finally committed
They say I'm a ghost, they don't see me too much
When I step out, I'mma be fly as a eagle
You ain't calling my phone just to see how I'm doing
If you calling for something, I don't fuck with them people
Some people think they know what Stackhouse be doing
Can't put a hand on it, this shit ain't that easy
I got the key to this shit like a deacon
Been eating my dick up, but claiming she vegan
Can't talk about past, and then speak on the recent
In the past few days, made me a 10, it was decent
Made me a 10, I'mma call it Derozan
Ain't watching no kiddie movies, but I'm frozen
Pull up on yo chick, I might just console her
You calling, she hanging up like she supposed to
I got some dope I'mma roll up
Space got the beats, and I got the vocals
Wake up early, go get mimosas
But I got right back to the trap, yeah I'm focused
I feel like Lebron in the 4th, I'mma go for it
Gettin some money, that's yo' choice

I'm inhaling all of the pain from my past
Need to sit down, and talk bout some thangs with my dad
When I had my son, I lost respect for my pops
I can never leave Kai, and on God that's some facts
Let me get this shit off of my chest, I'mma vent
I got feelings that's pent, and emotions that's bent
I done put on a mask, just to pay on my rent
But I never promote it, that's some I resent
But I got a kid, so fuck it
It is what it is
That's what I thought
But karma had come back and hit me a couple of times in the face
Loss after loss
Sixteen, I had got kicked out the house
That's when shit had start going down south
I ain't really have a sense of direction
Next thing you know, I bought me a ounce
I ain't even have a scale for it
I ain't even have a play on my route
I had to pull up on my partner, really
And watch him break the shit all down
Ain't been the same since I found out, that 448 make the money pile
Been feeling this chick, she really my style
Been feeling this chick, she really my speed
Say that she see me, and her knees getting weak
Damn, you sound like SWV
I'm rolling loud, not the magazine
My touch is a drug, she feel like a fiend
I call the play, don't go under the screen
It's a thin line between getting money and dreams
Remember one night, I threw a few hundred in Dreams
I woke up in the 90's, and felt like Hakeem

Yeah hoe
I woke up in the 90's, and felt like Hakeem
Yeah hoe
Yeah hoe
Yeah hoe