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Stat Sheet
by Boom Blake
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We off to the races chasing paper like a track meet
Racks to the ceiling how I'm living yea it's that deep
MAC 10 empty out the clip, yea I pack heat
I'm the most playa of the year check the stat sheet
We off to the races chasing paper like a track meet
Racks to the ceiling how I'm living yea it's that deep
MAC 10 empty out the clip, yea I pack heat
I'm the most playa of the year check the stat sheet
Fuck bitches get money
I came up in the era Puff and Mase was popping bubbly
Gold grills, cold stares, niggas pushing Lex coupes
The way I stack the paper haters be like God blessed you
Even though they mad niggaz still respect the game
Had the jeweler custom make it than put diamonds in the chain
And when the pressure on I go harder in the paint
Got me dancing in the rain we doing this for lil Saint nigga
Drop the top when I jump in the whip
You might catch me out in Vegas getting live on the strip
I roll hard eights and have the dealer hand me my chips
I cash em out and then we out until we do it again
And just because a nigga humble don't mean I was sleeping
Mac 10 I keep it on me case a hater be creeping
Stacking racks to the ceiling counting up on the weekend
Running bands thru the money counter till it be tweaking yea
We off to the races chasing paper like a track meet
Racks to the ceiling how I'm living yea it's that deep
MAC 10 empty out the clip, yea I pack heat
I'm the most playa of the year check the stat sheet
We off to the races chasing paper like a track meet
Racks to the ceiling how I'm living yea it's that deep
MAC 10 empty out the clip, yea I pack heat
I'm the most playa of the year check the stat sheet
Yea it's no rest for the weary
Everyday I hustle harder so my money double yearly
I stay out the way move in silence that's the recipe
Niggaz never done it but still got the nerve to question me
Watching money stack to the ceiling that's my destiny
They hustle indefinitely, I hustle impeccably
Gotta move smarter if you trying to build your equity
Gotta move smarter if you trying to build your equity yea
I'm the one you should inspire to be
Some niggaz call me O.G. and they older than me
I pop Cristal and Don P all over the V
Cut the ribbon at the dealership they hand me them keys
I moonwalk like a young Mike a nigga that bad
And flex seal a hundred grand in a glad bag
Trying to stack a million is the life that I'm living
The money counter counting up them racks to the ceiling
We off to the races chasing paper like a track meet
Racks to the ceiling how I'm living yea it's that deep
MAC 10 empty out the clip, yea I pack heat
I'm the most playa of the year check the stat sheet
We off to the races chasing paper like a track meet
Racks to the ceiling how I'm living yea it's that deep
MAC 10 empty out the clip, yea I pack heat
I'm the most playa of the year check the stat sheet
We off to the races chasing paper like a track meet
Racks to the ceiling how I'm living yea it's that deep
MAC 10 empty out the clip, yea I pack heat
I'm the most playa of the year check the stat sheet
We off to the races chasing paper like a track meet
Racks to the ceiling how I'm living yea it's that deep
MAC 10 empty out the clip, yea I pack heat
I'm the most playa of the year check the stat sheet
Fuck bitches get money
I came up in the era Puff and Mase was popping bubbly
Gold grills, cold stares, niggas pushing Lex coupes
The way I stack the paper haters be like God blessed you
Even though they mad niggaz still respect the game
Had the jeweler custom make it than put diamonds in the chain
And when the pressure on I go harder in the paint
Got me dancing in the rain we doing this for lil Saint nigga
Drop the top when I jump in the whip
You might catch me out in Vegas getting live on the strip
I roll hard eights and have the dealer hand me my chips
I cash em out and then we out until we do it again
And just because a nigga humble don't mean I was sleeping
Mac 10 I keep it on me case a hater be creeping
Stacking racks to the ceiling counting up on the weekend
Running bands thru the money counter till it be tweaking yea
We off to the races chasing paper like a track meet
Racks to the ceiling how I'm living yea it's that deep
MAC 10 empty out the clip, yea I pack heat
I'm the most playa of the year check the stat sheet
We off to the races chasing paper like a track meet
Racks to the ceiling how I'm living yea it's that deep
MAC 10 empty out the clip, yea I pack heat
I'm the most playa of the year check the stat sheet
Yea it's no rest for the weary
Everyday I hustle harder so my money double yearly
I stay out the way move in silence that's the recipe
Niggaz never done it but still got the nerve to question me
Watching money stack to the ceiling that's my destiny
They hustle indefinitely, I hustle impeccably
Gotta move smarter if you trying to build your equity
Gotta move smarter if you trying to build your equity yea
I'm the one you should inspire to be
Some niggaz call me O.G. and they older than me
I pop Cristal and Don P all over the V
Cut the ribbon at the dealership they hand me them keys
I moonwalk like a young Mike a nigga that bad
And flex seal a hundred grand in a glad bag
Trying to stack a million is the life that I'm living
The money counter counting up them racks to the ceiling
We off to the races chasing paper like a track meet
Racks to the ceiling how I'm living yea it's that deep
MAC 10 empty out the clip, yea I pack heat
I'm the most playa of the year check the stat sheet
We off to the races chasing paper like a track meet
Racks to the ceiling how I'm living yea it's that deep
MAC 10 empty out the clip, yea I pack heat
I'm the most playa of the year check the stat sheet