Stacks and Schemes

Stacks in my pocket, pyramid scheme,

Paper folding daily, livin' the dream.

Cash rules everything, green like the forest,

Choppin' through the block, I'm the money thesaurus.

Drugs, women, money, that holy trinity,

Living fast, no space for serenity.

Gold on my neck, glint like the moon,

Every day’s a heist, fortune in tune.

Brick by brick, not masonry but weight,

Pushin' through the night till the sun contemplate.

She love the lifestyle, diamonds that blind,

She my Bonnie, I’m Clyde, on the same grind.

Currency flows, rivers don't stop,

Addicted to the hustle, my heart beat in the drop.

Dollars in the air, watch 'em twirl like a ballet,

Flipping dirty cash, cleaner than an alley.

Eyes on the prize, tunnel vision so clear,

Enemies lurk, but the crown I wear.

Her perfume potent, she my accomplice,

Together stacking gold, royal like a promise.

Drugs, women, money, that holy trinity,

Living fast, no space for serenity.

Gold on my neck, glint like the moon,

Every day’s a heist, fortune in tune.