Stack it

You make money

You don't stack it

You gon go broke

You make money

You don't stack it

You could go fold

Your girl will fuck leave you

Now your calls just don't go

Family that you had,

You just might go on and loose

Everyone avoid you cause you X parole

I telli you my boy...

Gotta learn to read the game

You see ridding with the flow

Just might get you killed

I Move smooth like I'm Mike billy Jean on me

Everybody know you really got it like that

You sure know the rules

That's not how we move

Now you took a hit

Cause you talk too soon

Let the money sit let it age a bit

Shoulda learnt to listen to the elders speak

Now we gotta lock it

Cause a nigga left

Oh it's hurting feelings

Cause he got two kids

Now it's on the squad.

To care for them

Bottles in the club

So we smoke for free

Always look clean

Got designs on me

Ain't got no tattoos

I guess that might change

If a nigga run a mill

Or a dope ass hit