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letra de stack it up - sir rome

[verse 1]
this b-tch momma mad, ’cause i took her daughter cash
she say i ain’t sh-t, so i looked at her and laugh
she be hustling her daughter, man, what type of sh-t is that?
i told her, that’s my job, sorry miss you gotta blast
i’m staying on my grind, anything could be my last
momma said to stay in school but, she don’t know i’m skipping class
i told her it’s not for me, i don’t mean to make you sad
i heard back home in your country, that sh-t was really bad
i be hustling for 10, just to get some f-ckin’ gas
if i borrow something, man, just know i got you back
n-ggas know what i do, all i do is chase a bag
i don’t like to be in fields, keep my shoes from the grass
keep my mind on the task, everyday i run it back
these n-ggas really whack, in they raps is all caps
hit the wood harder than a f-ckin’ lumberjack
’cause life ain’t really been the same, ever since my granny passed
it keeps reminding me of how life be moving fast
i been hurt for so long, man, my life really crashed
people bringing petty sh-t up about my past
f-ck them lame n-ggas, ayy man, who asked?

[chorus]
they ask me what i do, i say “n-gga, chase a bag”
i gotta get it fast
they ask me “who is you?”, i say “n-gga, i’m yo’ dad”
cause i’ma leave you in the past
i gotta stack it up, that’s why i’m counting big racks
you n-ggas get a bag, then you spend that sh-t fast
i gotta stack it up, that’s why i’m counting big racks
you n-ggas get a bag, then you spend that sh-t fast
[verse 2]
i gotta stack it up, yeah, i gotta run it
like i’m n.w.a., man i’m always into something
put my heart in this song, so you know it’s really bumping
give this here my all or i’ma give this here nothing
i take my time to grind, looking for a chance to shine
if you ain’t f-cking with me, don’t expect no f-ckin’ dime
you crossed the f-ckin’ like when you told her about my time
i can do this sh-t myself i don’t want no co-sign
but i listened to yo’ song, man, i gotta move smarter now
fake n-ggas like you, man, they can’t come around
you crossed the line, bro, you out of bounds
and if we see each other i don’t wanna hear a sound
wearing walmart clothes and looking like a clown
all them years over a b-tch, man you let me down
twice
and when you see me don’t ask me no questions

- sir rome

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