Intro:
Yea this ya boi yung stax
Paper chasers inc. Stand up
Stax on the track
Chorus 2x
I ball like a hustla, rep like a g
Yea I'm da man what you know bout me
Stax on the track so you know it's straight heat
And I'm way to fresh from my head to my feet
Verse 1
Money real tall so I pull out the ladder
Pockets lookin chubby bank gettin fatter
Paper gettin thicker, racks gettin bigga
Basically I get money, get the picture?
Imaa show stoppa, when I'm stoppin the shows
Ima rock star, got em rockin at shows
And yo I keep em comin and I put em in stacks
This ya boi stuntin one more time on the track
I got it how I live it, so I go so hard
Gotta get it wen I spit it so I flow so hard
And aint nobody fuckin wit me bwoi
Stockton be the streets and I'm a d-bwoi
The bitches in the hood already know that I got game
And the boyz on the block say the flow insane
And I don't wanna stop cuz I'm here for the dough
Itz stax on the track and this shit go
Chorus 2x
I ball like a hustla, rep like a g
Yea I'm da man what you know bout me
Stax on the track so you know it's straight heat
And I'm way to fresh from my head to my feet
Verse 2
Catch me in that ss
Throwin up the west "yes"
Everyday fresh to death
Ridin high nuthin less
Certified gwop getta
Real hood block nigga
Ima star with these bars I aint gon stop nigga
Cash rules everything around me cream itz a new day
Time for that new pay, kick and I push like lupe fi-asco
You don't believe me you can check my cashflow
Yung nigga asshole, big boss castro
Out west, s on the chest with a metro
Ride with that with heat, what the fuck I need a vest for?
Still got the best blow
Still let them techs go
Still the flyest niga that you know
From here down to mexico
Flow real cold I got ice like a escimo
I'm soo hood and yea I'm soo grimmy
I'm soo dirty but yet I'm soo shinney
Chorus 2x
I ball like a hustla, rep like a g
Yea I'm da man what you know bout me
Stax on the track so you know it's straight heat
And I'm way to fresh from my head to my feet