Stacks

Hook -I ain’t never been a bitch ****, ask my mama I ain’t never been a snitch ****. Know paper work on my name I’m in my lane Ima boss tycoon staying heavy in the game ****. You can’t shine like me hustle hard double grind like me. Speaking on my name that can get you wack I’m a bonafide hustler getting nothing, but them stacks.

Born in raised in the Bay came from EPA. Grew up in the V the north side is where I stay. Cooper elementary is where it all started didn’t wanna work all my teachers thought I was retared. Cold hearted I’m just tryna find myself no brothers no sisters I did it all myself. Dad in and out the pin so I’m alone again. Mama working hard just to keep the money coming in. Instability created. So I’m most hated to get through bullshit I had to navigate it. From playing ball in the street rolling 50 deep. It gets smirkish in these streets so we play for keeps. I’m like a pit with a muzzle they release the beast. My faith is in God so I stay with my Jesus piece. Beautiful struggle, but we made it out he mud so don’t get it missconsrwed when we say we all thugs.

I caught my first fade in the second grade. Tryna treat me like a sucka, but I’m not to be played. Situation got spunky yeah them cowards jump me, but I didn’t run I stayed der when it got ugly. Every beef I had I got through it by myself and if I didn’t win mama whoop me with a belt. One of the oldest so I had to be the boldest. Tryna take care of the fam carry them on my shoulders. Went from selling dimes to selling quarters. Tryna be like 40 water stay sharp on 4 corners. I’m like the ghetto boys my mind is playing tricks on me. I’m paranoid like I got a couple bricks on me. Use to dream about death just to go to sleep. Helps me stimulate my mind where I get peace. And every where I go You know i stay strapped with mac cuz know days **** don’t know act.

Since a youngin I was brought to this hood shit. Come role through my block just like a field trip. I can show you where them hustlers and them Gees at. Little **** steady asking where the weed at. These hoes will set u up quick for a eazy lick. Leave ya stranded on the road take ya whole shit. **** breaking in lockers dodging them helicopters **** only 16 tryna buy choppers. They say it ain’t where ya from it’s where ya at. And if you ain’t from round here you gon get jacked. Pistol pack for ya safety cuz it gets crazy. **** acting like ya friend just to do you shady. If you grew up where I’m from you had to catch a fade, but I didn’t trust a soul so I stayed with my switch blade. No snitching in my blood line I’m doing ten like shine. And I ain’t snitching my **** I ain’t 69ine.