stacked with heat - mic-on-mic lyrics
how could i
how could i
how could i
how could i
how could i stop, all i dream is the top
big bangers all i make, no i don’t ever stop
i ain’t kick it wit ya boy cause i feel like he a op
and i’m still with this sh*t, won’t stop til i pop
i just, do me and it seem to work. you tend to do you
but can’t help but hate, pop out at a show make it into work late
cause the hustle don’t stop til it pay off the tapes, so can i get a
amen (amen) when i preach to the choir, got the studio on fire
make it big and then retire, read that label on the flyer. i’m the
one that they admire, drippin out with no designer got a sound
that won’t еxpire, cause i always get thе freshest beats…isle 3
go and blameitondom he keep me stacked with heat
no they don’t wanna see us win, rather stay asleep !
quittin isn’t in my nature you gonna be tired of me ! and ima
run it back
run it back
run it back
run it back
runing man, stunning man and i got a drummer man
please proceed with caution we’ll leave you marked just
like a summer tan. dangerous with nature gotta always
keep a second plan, like a local thot who tends to always
keep a second man ! swept under the rug and don’t give a f*ck !
recording all these other artist i’m the plug what’s up
i speak nothing but the truth dj turn me up and we gonna
drop the beat just like takuache trucks. been getting litty with
them stands and getting gritty with my hands if you ain’t
talking bout them bands then please step away from my plans
we don’t love these hoes and you know that’s for sure, pulling up
in a beamer man it’s all for sure! i ain’t hatin cause i know the phrase
to “fake for more” but ima speak into existence like i’ve done before
only dubs no l’s but who keeping score ? keep a tool by my side
you can call me thor, hopped inside the booth once knew i wanted
more. and i excelled with the pen this is my reward so
how could i
how could i
how could i
how could i
how could i stop, all i dream is the top
big bangers all i make, no i don’t ever stop
i ain’t kick it wit ya boy cause i feel like he a op
and i’m still with this sh*t, won’t stop til i pop
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