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