STUNTMAN

I got so much on my mind

I mean

I've been thinking about death a lot

But it's like

How can you look at me

And not think God exists?

Notes to myself

Aye hold up

Aye, okay

Aye, okay

Aye, okay

We ain't there yet

Yeah

Okay

Okay

Okay

Look, aye (yeah!)

Look, aye (yeah!)

Stuntman, stuntman

I crash alone I'm the gunman

I crash alone I'm the gunman

Stone cold, I'm the one man

Stuntman, stuntman

Strap on my lap like Pillman

Top rope with the dope, Van Damme

Coast to coast like I'm Van Dam (yeah?)

Stuntman, stuntman

I crash alone I'm the gunman (whoo, whoo!)

I crash alone I'm the gunman (whoo, whoo!)

I crash it

I crash it

I crash it

I crash it

Ay, okay

I might break my momma heart if I jump

Okay

But how the shit really gon' hurt if I land how I want?

Okay

Fuck I look like reaching out and ask a **** for some help?

Okay

You already know that a **** do all his own stunts! Okay

Lets get it!

Imposter syndrome all in my brain

The biggest opp is the **** I'm playing

Stunt double, I got too many chains

Acting out, **** look at my range

If I sell out I get two of them thangs

All these doubts is playing out in my mind

Did I give too much shine just chasing the grind?

Am I wasting my time?

Man look at my life

Hold up

I leave it all up on the line, hol' up

A **** give it all every time, hol' up

I'm too good just to go open, hol' up

All these drugs got a **** floating, hol' up

Don't call me if the pussy ain't soaking, hol' up

Who cares if a **** heart is broken? Hol' up

I been outside, bring the dope in, hol' up

Yeah, okay, okay!

Stuntman, stuntman (yeah!)

I crash alone I'm the gunman (yeah!)

I crash alone I'm the gunman (yeah!)

Stone cold, I'm the one man (yeah!)

Stuntman, stuntman (yeah!)

Strap on my lap like Pillman (yeah!)

Stuntman, stuntman (yeah!)

I crash alone I'm the gunman (yeah!)

I crash alone I'm the gunman (yeah!)

Stone cold, I'm the one man (yeah!)

Stuntman, stuntman (yeah!)

Strap on my lap like Pillman (yeah!)

Top rope with the dope like I'm Van Damme (yeah!)

Coast to coast like I'm Van, fuck it! (yeah!)

Perc Angle, **** hit the bean like (woah!)

Hurricane Helms, yeah I got the green light (woah!)

Too many nights puffing on the green like (woah!)

Live my life on the big screen **** I'm (woah!)

Highlight reel this is real life (woah!)

That pussy good baby tell me what that feel like (woah!)

Jeff Hardy with a ladder, never back down (woah!)

This blick kick like Mick, better back down (woah!)

Omega, '21 all these straps round (woah!)

Big fist all lit like it's Smackdown (woah!)

Back off on a bump I'm too lit now (woah!)

Back off from the slump, getting rich now (woah!)

Went crazy in Dallas

Went crazy in Queens

Went crazy in Boston

What did it cost him?

Look at my belt

My **** I'm flossing

You can't accost him

I been a problem

Get in the booth and I crash

Leave the board on feeling on fire like

Foley thru the wire

Got accolades all over the shelf

I'm committed to a job that's killing myself, okay

Near death like I'm feeling myself

I don't really know a **** as real as myself

All this work can convert to some wealth

Hope a **** alive to see it myself, okay

Stuntman, stuntman

I crash alone I'm the gunman

I crash alone I'm the gunman

Stone cold, I'm the one man

Stuntman, stuntman

Strap on my lap like Pillman

Top rope with the dope, Van Damme

Coast to coast like I'm Van Dam