Verse
Rap can't save me, but i could save it
Tho i rather get paid then get wasted
I dont care about the back in the day sh**
Most these rappers out now ain't creative
Only thing that matter is if the stage big
Is there twitter chitter chatter bout your outfit
Are you lit? did you f** another n***as b**h
Are you rich? can you hit the booth and make a hit
Im just focused on my dreams
Hook
Ima smoke more weed
Go to sleep, wake up repeat
Give the streets what they need
Then stack stack stack my cheese
Stack stack stack my cheese
Verse
I could do music with ease
Then go drink hennesy on south beach
You can get wacked for being on fleek
So to get some tlc you got to creep
Ima creep and i been high all week
I been everywhere on my two feet
Now im where need to be at my peak
And its a good day if i got new beats
Hook
Verse
Stack stack stack my racks
Get a strap so i dont get clapped
Put my mixtape on your phone app
Like flo rida i got the map on my back
When you spit straight facts then you snapped
I smoked five blunts then i took a nap
If i f**ed her then her a** got smacked
If i made a song it had the most swag