[Lil Bibby - Hook]
|
Just a year ago I was stuck off in a slump
|
I was broke, I ain't have nothin
|
I came from the bottom that's why I stunt
|
That's why I stunt, that's why I stunt
|
Might go broke, ion give a fuck
|
Pop a pill, that turn a nigga up
|
Catch me in the club might throw a few bucks
|
See me in the streets, niggas know what's up
|
Still throwin my set, that's where I'm from
|
I ain't worried bout nun, rollin up the blunt
|
Shittin on niggas that's why I stunt, that's why I stunt
|
That's why I stunt,and my momma ain't gotta worry bout nun
|
Ain't got ask no bitch for no money, used to be hungry now I stunt
|
|
[Lil Herb - Verse 1]
|
You might catch me in the club counting nothing but one hunneds
|
Juvenile with cash money, I'm the number 1 stunta
|
Foreign whips all summer, ridin tinted, gettin blunted
|
And they all different colors, so you never see me comin
|
And the reason I be stuntin, is cuz I'm used to havin nothing
|
Schooling housing by the public, now them thousands ain't a subject
|
I put money first, trapping all summer call it sunny work
|
Went from rags to riches pullin bitches with a bummy shirt
|
Now the city sayin I'm the man in the streets
|
Going hard for the squad, throwing bands in the streets
|
I might go broke, but you know just how that go
|
If I go broke then a nigga getting poked
|
Nigga don't go then a nigga gettin smoked
|
Watch I get ghost, like a nigga didn't blow
|
Make the police think a nigga didn't know, like a nigga didn't know
|
Fuck the po po, if I [?] Court then a nigga didn't go
|
Had to see a PO, then a nigga didn't show
|
750 cost ten like I'm in a 6 4
|
I ain't trippin on a ho I'm too busy gettin dough
|
Same nigga by the sto, posted up, me and bro
|
Just roll up the dope, thinking bout a year ago
|
|
[Hook]
|
|
[Lil Herb - Verse 2]
|
Winter time I super grind, summer time we stay awake
|
I'm up early, whipping up the pies like Aunt Shirley
|
Rollin the loud make the blunt pearly, catch me on the 8 [?]
|
Fuck the jakes, you get stretched for the cake
|
Bitches know the deal we can't chase erday, we just text we don't date
|
Skeet her chest and her face, I flex on them hoes
|
Fuck like twice then I next on them hoes
|
Only want a night worth of sex from them hoes
|
Don't wanna FaceTime or chat with them hoes
|
I'm sprinting to them stacks, imma hit you right back
|
[?]
|
Pull up in that thang with the ceiling pushed back
|
Riding by myself, but if you pull up on the side you can look at this mac
|
Remember I used to look at them niggas way back
|
Remember I used to rock the horachi with the strap
|
Remember I didn't know how to fill a kinda stack
|
But now I'm that nigga and all I do is count em back
|
Yeah, and that's why I stunt
|
I ain't worried bout nun I do what I want
|
I ain't gotta trick on bitches cuz they wanna fuck
|
I'm just chillin countin digits, and I'm smokin blunts c money rollin up
|
And if we pull up on a nigga then he betta duck
|
Cuz we got hollows in the semi you gone need some luck
|
My shooters on it, they ain't stopping till they see him drop
|
Cuz when a nigga kill yo homie you don't give a fuck
|
In the field for my homies we gone send it up
|
I'm off a hitta for rock, RIP free my niggas
|
[?] Used to ridin hot cars
|
Now my shit off the lot, just to sit on the block
|
|
[Hook]
|
|
-----------------
|
A Year Ago
|
| Lil Herb |
