Shadow stacks

(Ad-libs: yeah, woo, huh)

Hook

Shadow stacks, night racks, money talk but never back (yeah)

Pockets heavy with the city, dreams heavy with the crack (woo)

Count it up, throw it down, only God know where it’s at (huh)

Street money on my mind, gotta move, ain’t lookin’ back

Verse 1

Cold chain, colder nights, neon blinkin’ like a scar

Pocket full of faces, every bill rememberin’ war

Mama prayin’ on the plush, tryna soften up my heart

But the block whisper in my ear, told me never fall apart

Every handshake got a price, every smile got a sting

Friends turn to lessons, lessons taught by what you bring

I been stackin’ up my sins, stackin’ up the paper rings

Tryna buy my kids some peace, even if it cost my wings

Pre-Hook

Sirens sing the lullaby, city hymn for broken men

Flip the racks into a plan, then watch it vanish in the wind

Trust is thin like counterfeit, loyalty thin as skin

But I’m holdin’ on to what I got — the hustle in my veins within

Hook

Shadow stacks, night racks, money talk but never back (yeah)

Pockets heavy with the city, dreams heavy with the crack (woo)

Count it up, throw it down, only God know where it’s at (huh)

Street money on my mind, gotta move, ain’t lookin’ back

Verse 2

Late night deals under streetlight, breath steam in the cold

Countin’ blessings like the bands, tryna change the story told

Used to run for every dollar, now the dollars run my soul

Got a ledger full of enemies, and a heart that won’t behave bold

They want the shine, want the shine — don’t want to shine with me

Feeding off the afterglow, then disappearin’ when it bleed

I keep my circle small, keep my heat on me, discreet

If the law or the envy come — I pray these hands stay free

Bridge (sung)

Stack the paper, fold the pain, tuck the memories away

Tell the kids I did my best, some nights I learned to pray

Street money bought a moment, never bought the peace I crave

So I hustle for the mornings — for the sunlight on their face

Verse 3

I flip the script, count the cost, every loss become a lesson

If I fall, I fall with pride — won’t let the block take my blessin’

Wrist got frost, heart got thaw, still I watch the rearview slow

Lessons written in the currency, the streets taught how to grow

I pray for safe returns, pray the money ain’t the curse

Pray the family eatin’ good, pray the old me gettin’ worse

Not for paper, but for change — wanna flip the whole verse

From shadow stacks to bright days, from the block to better work

Final Hook (layered)

Shadow stacks, night racks, money talk but never back (yeah)

Pockets heavy with the city, dreams heavy with the crack (woo)

Count it up, throw it down, only God know where it’s at (huh)

Street money on my mind, gotta move, ain’t lookin’ back

Outro (soft, determined)

Stack by stack, I try to build a life that outlasts the night

Shadow stacks teach me lessons — how to hustle toward the light (yeah).

Porque music

See you when I see you

Otro