Lloyd Banks - Make It Stack Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Too much thinkinÂ’
On top of that, IÂ’m gettinÂ’ high and drinkinÂ’
IÂ’m floatinÂ’ on cloud 9, watchinÂ’ these niggas sinkinÂ’
No blinkinÂ’, you blink too much, you lose your turn
Sleep is the cousin of death, you might as well pick your urn
I been talkinÂ’ my intentions, now itÂ’s time to go and do it
Take you were I come from, that influence on my music
AinÂ’t no u-turns on this path, think before you choose it
Hold this autograph, come get your cash and try to use it
I came here unexpected, Ima leave a legend
Brought up in this hell, how IÂ’m breathinÂ’ heaven
I swear I fear I hear my niggas laughin while IÂ’m ballinÂ’
Woke up this morninÂ’ the weed and alcohol callinÂ’
Livin’ that life of a mac, kickin’ them hoes out off ‘em
Ask ‘em when they comin’ back, knowin’ that they done lost ‘em
Hit them bitches from the back, I ainÂ’t want all the talkinÂ’
DonÂ’t be blown at my jack, flat-line on that cat

[Hook]
LetÂ’s get this money, then lets make it stack
Then lets make history, ‘cause they can’t take that back
Back to ballinÂ’ and spendinÂ’
RunninÂ’ up in these women, got a bitch out the movie
Take a look how IÂ’m livinÂ’
And do you know what it took?
I take you back down the road, before the riches and bitches
And the platinum and gold
I got it all from the work, no contract in my soul
I donÂ’t ball/bawl up and die, I bomb back on them hoes

[Verse 2]
Heat up in the winter, so IÂ’m cooler come the summer
We out here, gamblinÂ’ the ruger money sucker
PYT and all we up the cougar, Ima crush her
And I always been a rebel, never been a cuffer
You just talk it, you donÂ’t does it
So all those who suffer, you so humble out in public
Computer make you tougher
I got Rosé by the bottle, bitches by the car-load
6 or 7 new ones, IÂ’m switchinÂ’ up the mob
Bitch I sleep in the Apollo, IÂ’m always on stage
I should take my show to broadway ‘cause that hallway like a grave
CanÂ’t no bitch get in my mind, so I know itÂ’s physical
I kick out the dimes, I think IÂ’m invincible
I climbed to the top, now IÂ’m pissinÂ’ off the pinnacle
I pray to God that I get rich, gettinÂ’ money spiritual
Diamond in my physicals, thatÂ’s why Ima stand out
You donÂ’t got your hand in, you just got you hand out (son)

[Hook]
LetÂ’s get this money, then lets make it stack
Then lets make history, ‘cause they can’t take that back
Back to ballinÂ’ and spendinÂ’
RunninÂ’ up in these women, got a bitch out the movie
Take a look how IÂ’m livinÂ’
And do you know what it took?
I take you back down the road, before the riches and bitches
And the platinum and gold
I got it all from the work, no contract in my soul
I donÂ’t ball/bawl up and die, I bomb back on them hoes

I bomb back on them hoes (x4)




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