Stacks Go - On My Own Lyrics

I'm on a flight right now, bands in my pocket, made this shit on my own
Jumped off the deep end and quit my job, never looked back, now I got two phones
Not for the low, not for the hoes, one man army, this shit for the shows
Tryna get it where, the only time I sleep when I'm flyin' to Rome
What you know about this? What you know about that? What you know about cash flows
What you know about this? What you know about that? You don't know how that go
So much shit I had to let go for the money to hit flow
Look at my script, it's showin' the come up, I got the best role
Role player, been in this game as a role player
Had to step out of the shadows and take that rock to my own players
It's love for all my players, but that shit you makin' outdated
That shit you dropped outrageous, got the nerve to talk about my latest
Go hit the books, pen not as strong as it look
Don't let your bitch get took, whole gang treat her ass like a hooker
I don't do beef, nigga, I ain't pusha, but ill spill the T for niggas wanna push up
I'm too transparent, I confess my own, I feel like Usher
I try to keep shit A, B, so C, so if C know, I know B played me
Cut a nigga off from the gang, but they know I'm up, so a nigga finna beg me
I don't play about that, I dont need everyone to know, have niggas start namin'
Everyone that I f*ck with, all my real niggas, stay behind the scenes, don't need savin
Oh, let's go, oh, let's go, oh, let's go
Been that nigga since birth, huh
Feel like sketch, I done been on a surge
Why the f*ck would I let y'all get on my nerves
Stacks GO, not wopo, bond not word
I'm on a flight right now, bands in my pocket, made this shit on my own
Jumped off the deep end and quit my job, never looked back, now I got two phones
Not for the low, not for the hoes, one man army, this shit for the shows
Tryna get it where, the only time I sleep when I'm flyin' to Rome
What you know about this? What you know about that? What you know about cash flows
What you know about this? What you know about that? You don't know how that go
So much shit I had to let go for the money to hit flow
Look at my script, it's showin' the come up, I got the best role
Aint been the type to go speak and talk
I like to step back and listen
I like to keep my distance
I don't got time for all the dissin
I don't got time in between missions
I just leave it to God for decisions
Why would I work so hard just to get killed and lose all the riches
What you know about a nigga from the North gettin' money off rap and not from the yeah, yeah
I done came so far with the power of God, why would I sell for a bag, yeah
I done bounced back from a bad year
I done bounced back from a bad year