Mr paper stacker

Stackin Dreams Yeah, I’m from the block where the shadows creep, Where we hustle hard, never lose no sleep. Pockets empty, but my heart’s full of rage, Flippin’ dreams, now I’m turnin’ the page. Money stackin’ high, people know my name, I was broke as a joke, now I’m runnin’ the game. East Coast livin’, got that swagger, it’s raw, Flexin’ hard, like I’m breakin’ the law. Thug life, baby, I’m a product of pain, From the projects, man, I’m feelin’ insane. Got the vision, now I’m drippin’ in gold, Every dollar I make, it’s a story retold. From the corners where the fiends used to hang, Watchin’ dreams die, hear the gunshots bang. But I rose from the dirt, like a phoenix in flight, Swagger on a hundred, man, I’m ready to fight. Confidence heavy, my team’s always tight, Ain’t no stoppin’ this hustle, we ignite the night. Play the cards I’m dealt, but I’m changin’ the game, From the bottom to the top, now they all know my name. Money flows like water, I’m the king of the block, Got these haters lookin’ sour, while I’m pushin’ the clock. Livin’ fast, die young, that’s the motto we preach, But I’m here for the long haul, success in my reach. So I’m stackin’ dreams, let the whole world see, Ain’t no limit to the heights that I’m destined to be. From the concrete jungle to the high-rise schemes, I’m a soldier on the grind, livin’ out my dreams.