Stuntman

First off I ain't never been a bitch I was born a man with a mission Lost count how many times I had to switch Always overflowing with ambition tryna get a new position Try to stop me and ill leave you in a ditch Street Smart Nigga I was Always hanging with the rats Till I realized they ain't have a nigga back Rolling gas in the caddie Rolling triples on the track Frozen flow now I'm flexing Put my lyrics on a plaque Now the throne looking empty No I'll never give it back Yeah she blowing up my mentions I don't claim that bitch in fact I don't think I ever have She a fan but she bad Birkin bag in her hand Now ill spot her when she lack Pistol grip split your wig What you get for popping tags All these crabs round me Pick 'em off like a scab Target painted on my head Blame it on these bitches dads Rose gold on the wrist Leave you leaking like a pad Damn Cap C on a mission I'm making a killing I might have to go on the lam Think niggas be stunting but all of 'em fronting They just wanna flex for the gram My socials been silent my lyrics got quiet Still speaking in tongues like japan So stick to the plan Tryna stack my finances Whole army one man And I'm taking my chances Cap C on a mission I'm making a killing I might have to go on the lam Think niggas be stunting but all of 'em fronting They just wanna flex for the gram My socials been silent my lyrics got quiet Still speaking in tongues like japan So stick to the plan Tryna stack my finances Whole army one man And I'm taking my chances