Lloyd Banks - Make It Stack (Remix) lyrics

[12 seconds fades-in/instrumental] [Lloyd Bank$:] Too much thinkin' on top of that, I'm gettin' high and drinkin'. I'm floatin'! - On cloud 9 watchin' these n***as sinkin'. No blinkin'! - You blink too much, you lose your turn. Sleep is the cousin of d**h. - You might as well pick your urn! I been talkin' my intentions, now it's time to go and do it; Take you were I come from. - That influence on my music. Ain't no u-turns on this path! - Think before you choose it; Hold this autograph, come get your cash and try to use it! I came here unexpected. (I came here unexpected!) - I'm a leave a' legend. (I'm a leave a' legend!) Brought up in this hell. (brought up in this hell!) - How I'm breathin' heaven? (I'm breathin' heaven!) I swear, I fear, I hear my n***as laughin' while I'm ballin'; Woke up this mornin' the weed and alcohol callin'. Livin' that life of a Mack; (uhh!) kickin' them hoes out off 'em, Ask 'em when they comin' back. - Knowin' that they done lost 'em! Hit them b**hes from the back. - I ain't want all the talkin', Don't be blown at my jack. - Flatline on that cat! (flatline on that cat!) [Chorus: Lloyd Bank$] Let's get this money! (get this money!) - Then let's make it stack! (let's make it stack!) Then let's make history, 'cause they can't take that back! (take that back!) Back to ballin' and spendin'! (ballin' and spendin'!) - Runnin' up in these women. (in these women!) Got a b**h out the movie; take a look how I'm livin'! (uhh!) And do you know what it took? (what it took!) - I take you back down the road, (down the road!) Before the riches and b**hes, - and the platinum and gold. (platinum and gold!) I got it all from the work. - No contract in my soul! I don't ball/bawl up and die, I bomb back on them hoes! [A$AP Rocky:] Uhh! - I'm tryna buy my soul from Satan. - I can't keep up with payments! (true!) Strange writings on the waaall (waaall!) got me feelin' like a cavemen. (all right!) Call that sh** the "Days Inn". (uhh!) - Life is so degradin'. (uhh!) But to my last statement, I keep praying till it's "Amen"! (uhh!) Top is where I'm aimin'. (yeah!) - Left the way I came in; I'm a keep on ravin' till them islands is the caymens, (uhh!) And my b**h from Mexico. (Mexico!) - She don't know she next to go. (next to go!) Suit yourself, then screw yourself! - Shoot yourself, plexicooo! Bang, bang! - Thought you were a giant. (uhh!) Couldn't hear the mornings, but I bet you hear them sirens. (uhh!) First I close my eyelids, (yeah!) - then everything is quiet. (quiet!) I could go out in silence, but I would prefer the riot. (yeah!) I catch the first star with my fist raised, Versace shades, my french braids Had sick chains since 6th grade - safe to say we've been slaved. These n***as tryna shoot me! (uh-huuuh!) - These crackers tryna sue me! (yeah!) Wake up to your favourite actresses; my life is like a movie, boy! (uhh!) [Chorus] [Lloyd Bank$:] Heat up in the winter, so I'm cooler come the summer. We out here, - gamblin' the Ruger money, s**er! PYT and all we up the Cougar, I'm a crush her; And I always been a rebel. - Never been a cuffer! You just talk it, you don't does it; To all those who suffer, You so humble out in public. - Computer make you tougher! I got Rosé by the bottle, - b**hes by the Car-Load, 6 or 7 new ones. - I'm switchin' up the mob! b**h, I sleep in the Apollo. - I'm always on stage; (uh!) I should take my show to broadway 'cause that hallway like a grave. (frave!) Can't no b**h get in my miiind! (miiind!) - So I know it's physical; I kick out the dimes. - I think I'm invincible! I climbed to the top, - now I'm pissin' off the pinnacle; I pray to God that I get rich. - Gettin' money spiritual! Diamond in my physicals. - That's why I'm a stand out, You don't got your hand in. - You just got you hand out! (you just got you hand out, son!) [Chorus] [Outro: Lloyd Bank$] I bomb back on them hoes... [echoes] I bomb back on them hoes... [echoes] I bomb back on them hoes... [echoes] I bomb back on them hoes... [echoes] [beat fades-out]