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Stacks $$$ feat. Barry Jhay
Blaqbonez
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(I'ma get paper, stack paper 'til I can't no more)
(I put that on my Mum)
('Til my hands start to shake, and my legs no run)
I'ma get paper, stack paper 'til I can't no more
I put that on my mum
'Til my hands start to shake, and my legs no run
Get on my lappy and bomb
Before I bought a crib, I was living in your head rent-free
I had the master bedroom
Channeling the nights wey the unbelievers tell me say, "Dem no dey hear your gbedu" (dem no dey hear your gbedu)
High protein shake, I'm in tiptop shape
Looking like a runway model that run away
From the glitter and the fame 'cause there's too many fakes
Too many podcasters, more talking than listening
I wanna dey in my lane, but I cannot dey in my lane
The lanes are intertwined, she turn every lane (yeah)
The shit they do for clout dey make me open mouth
Controversies, some people cannot go a day without
Numbers engineered, conversations planned out
But in any climate, I'd still be the stand-out (I'd still be the stand-out, yeah)
Those wey no get skill have to focus on just numbers now
'Cause when we talk about the best, you know who they be calling out (yeah)
I'm on some legacy shit, riding a legacy whip
With a legacy chick, sucking my legacy dick (yeah)
I'm the best in this shit, say it with chest in this shit
I'm in a penthouse, you still stuck in a- (stuck in a-)
Pen game, nobody fucking with me
I mean, it's nothing really
No, there's an infinite possibility somebody's better than me
But this not this reality, try this flow, see how e be
I'm the GOAT, super highkey
If you no see am now, you go soon will see (yeah)
I'ma get paper, stack paper 'til I can't no more
I put that on my mum
'Til my hands start to shake, and my legs no run
Get on my lappy and bomb
Before I bought a crib, I was living in your head rent-free
I had the master bedroom
Channeling the nights wey the unbelievers tell me say, "Dem no dey hear your gbedu" (dem no dey hear your gbedu)
Skrrt, skrrt
Yeah, huh
Bag chaser, I put the money first (kill me, adieu)
Family close second, you be lucky if you come next
Just take whatever you get 'cause I'm different from the rest
I think life is meaningless
If you must still die like chickens, then
What's the difference like YP?
Me, I just try to be diligent
Cash flow the only way to survive this universe, I know
I no ask anybody to born me
But since dem born me, I've been hustling
I don't wanna die, and I don't wanna be hungry
In between them, devil like ah deep blue sea
Get paper, no excuses
And when you get paper, don't misuse it, uh
Root of evil hard to get, no be groupie
But òwu don blow boy so long, hands, knees had bruises
I don't even have to prove shit, I'm undisputed
Hustler of the year, why the air polluted?
So many smelling niggas inside, but truth is
Jesus is coming back like, soon-ish
No let any pastor whine you
Open your eyes, you have to
They say end justify the means
That means people only care if you win, no excuses
Some people dey live under the rock
They say dem no know us (dey play)
I no fit to dey fear God, con dey fear boys (dey play)
I told them dem go tey, dem go hear word
Mò dẹti sọ fun wọn tẹlẹ, pè "Ọbá mi nbọ"
Ọlá Òluwá dẹ l'áwá fin gázo (Barrister)
I dey make out my shine, e sharp for all our guy
My girl was bad, I would've pour her a little king
Ọbá Ọlọhun Ọbá, I wan ṣò, as you can see
Kilọn sọ? (Kilọn sọ?), kilòn sọ? (Kilòn sọ?)
If not the money, sọ fun wọn kọ gb'ẹnu s'ọun
Only money talk, if not, I go see-saw
Money get trap o, eenie, miney, mo