[Hook - Lil Bibby:]
Just a year ago I was stuck off in a slump
I was broke, I ain't have nothin
I came from the bottom that's why I stunt
That's why I stunt, that's why I stunt
Might go broke, ion give a f**
Pop a pill, that turn a n***a up
Catch me in the club might throw a few bucks
See me in the streets, n***as know what's up
Still throwin my set, that's where I'm from
I ain't worried bout nun, rollin up the blunt
sh**tin on n***as that's why I stunt, that's why I stunt
That's why I stunt, and my momma ain't gotta worry bout nun
Ain't got ask no b**h for no money, used to be hungry now I stunt
[Lil Herb:]
You might catch me in the club counting nothing but one hunneds
Juvenile with cash money, I'm the number 1 stunta
Foreign whips all summer, ridin tinted, gettin blunted
And they all different colors, so you never see me comin
And the reason I be stuntin, is cuz I'm used to havin nothing
Schooling housing by the public, now them thousands ain't a subject
I put money first, trapping all summer call it sunny work
Went from rags to riches pullin b**hes with a bummy shirt
Now the city sayin I'm the man in the streets
Going hard for the squad, throwing bands in the streets
I might go broke, but you know just how that go
If I go broke then a n***a getting poked
n***a don't go then a n***a gettin smoked
Watch I get ghost, like a n***a didn't blow
Make the police think a n***a didn't know, like a n***a didn't know
f** the po po, if I had Court then a n***a didn't go
Had to see a PO, then a n***a didn't show
750 cost ten like I'm in a 6 4
I ain't trippin on a ho I'm too busy gettin dough
Same n***a by the sto, posted up, me and bro
Just roll up the dope, thinking bout a year ago
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[Lil Herb:]
Winter time I super grind, summer time we stay awake
I'm up early, whipping up the pies like Aunt Shirley
Rollin the loud make the blunt pearly, catch me on the 8 [?]
f** the jakes, you get stretched for the cake
b**hes know the deal we can't chase erday, we just s** we don't date
Skeet her chest and her face, I flex on them hoes
f** like twice then I next on them hoes
Only want a night worth of s** from them hoes
Don't wanna FaceTime or chat with them hoes
I'm sprinting to them stacks, imma hit you right back
Trap full of white made [?] look black
Pull up in that thang with the ceiling pushed back
Riding by myself, but if you pull up on the side you can look at this mac
Remember I used to look at them n***as way back
Remember I used to rock the huaraches with the strap
Remember I didn't know how to fill a kinda stack
But now I'm that n***a and all I do is count em back
Yeah, and that's why I stunt
I ain't worried bout nun I do what I want
I ain't gotta trick on b**hes cuz they wanna f**
I'm just chillin countin digits, and I'm smokin blunts, c money rollin up
And if we pull up on a n***a then he betta duck
Cuz we got hollows in the semi you gone need some luck
My shooters on it, they ain't stopping till they see him drop
Cuz when a n***a k** yo homie you don't give a f**
In the field for my homies we gone send it up
I'm off a hitta for Roc
R.I.P. free my n***as off the Remy's and Jocs
Used to ridin hot cars, now my sh** off the lot
Just to sit on the block
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