Stunna Cold - Path of Stunna Lyrics

Uh, yeah,
Nasok what's up
Uh, uh fuego
L-u-x-e-b woah
Luxury, money sign
Yeah, fuego
Yeah, woahhhhh
Luxebwoys Platinum Bwoys
You know how I'm rocking nigga
Red, sticks I ain't playing bout a bitch
Yeah, fuego
Aye not fictional, the real deal, no replica
Currency, I'm bout bills
I'm bout a buck
Bank account obesity, tummy tuck
Aye I'm known in this continent, America
Yeah, didn't you know?
Uh, Erica
This artistry my specialty
I'm a specialist
I'm the last of a dying breed, one of one
AM working all the time, punching in had no fun
I remember back than, you didn't give me your number
Now you at my crib trench coat, tryna slumber
Why you acting like, why acting like that?
Why you acting like, why acting like that?
There's a frown on your face why you acting like
Visuals is real, used to fantasize
Aware of my surroundings, so I analyze
Look me in my eyes, look me in my eyes
Look me in my eyes, I see luxury
I went on a boat popping cork propose a toast
You look utterly, millions discussing me
Yeah magician with the roof
Like a genie, it go poof
Like Professor X, gotta teach these niggas bout these roots
Feel like Mr. T, don't pity the fool
Meals ain't promised, don't play with my food
Build me a brain, I need me some tools
Even though they tax I pay my dues
Even though they tax I pay my dues
I remember back than, you didn't give me your number
Now you at my crib trench coat, tryna slumber
Why you acting like, why acting like that?
Why you acting like, why acting like that?
There's a frown on your face why you acting like
Visuals is real, used to fantasize
Aware of my surroundings, so I analyze
Look me in my eyes, look me in my eyes