Yeah a nigga has to stack zen
Don't turn me to the man I was back then
You don't want that drama, word to the Dalai Lama
I'm tryna reach nirvana, help my momma get them comma's
So, so I'mma really try to stack zen
Make all this change so I start stacking
Mind elevation got me pacing for a lifestyle
Bring the lights down for the chant right now
Don't try to test my patience that's a virtue
I don't want to hurt you, got homies with the work too
They'll do it for the dirt too, they loyal to the soil
You have a peace of mind when your homies are all for you
Nigga I can't afford to be dealing with this petty shit
I got woman coming my way, on some Fetty shit
Ready it, steady it I be with a heavy clique
Got no time to be distressed, I'm busy tryna be the best, so
A nigga has to stack zen
Don't turn me to the man I was back then
You don't want that drama, word to the Dalai Lama
I'm tryna reach nirvana, help my momma get them comma's
So, so I'mma really try to stack zen
Make all this change so I start stacking
Mind elevation got me pacing for a lifestyle
Bring the lights down for the chant right now
Niggas want me to go loco, lose my mojo
I be solo dolo at the dojo, thinking back when I was ocho
Tell 'em who's the kid, who really with the shits
Who's been working on them hits, who really got the biz
Who really got it lit, who really in the mix
Who will you let live and why are you doing this
I don't do it for my health man I do it for the belt man
I do it to the death man, all praise to Yeezus
Still pray for strength from Jesus
Cause I need this and you better know I want it
Why you think I got so heated, made a heatwave
And went insane, like a flame hit a propane
I could of turned cold blooded, cold hearted make a Cruel Winter
Just to prove no matter the season I'm still a winner
Can't help my temper, you know we are born sinners
Never try to wrong me cause nigga you'll get written off
Serve you with a few bars now what you living off
Nigga what you living off, yeah
Nigga how you living, what you living off, yeah
How you living, tell me how you livin', tell me how you living, yeah
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Yeah a nigga has to stack zen
Don't turn me to the man I was back then
You don't want that drama, word to the Dalai Lama
I'm tryna reach nirvana, help my momma get them comma's
So, so I'mma really try to stack zen
Make all this change so I start stacking
Mind elevation got me pacing for a lifestyle
Bring the lights down for the chant right now
Don't try to test my patience that's a virtue
I don't want to hurt you, got homies with the work too
They'll do it for the dirt too, they loyal to the soil
You have a peace of mind when your homies are all for you
Nigga I can't afford to be dealing with this petty shit
I got woman coming my way, on some Fetty shit
Ready it, steady it I be with a heavy clique
Got no time to be distressed, I'm busy tryna be the best, so
A nigga has to stack zen
Don't turn me to the man I was back then
You don't want that drama, word to the Dalai Lama
I'm tryna reach nirvana, help my momma get them comma's
So, so I'mma really try to stack zen
Make all this change so I start stacking
Mind elevation got me pacing for a lifestyle
Bring the lights down for the chant right now
Niggas want me to go loco, lose my mojo
I be solo dolo at the dojo, thinking back when I was ocho
Tell 'em who's the kid, who really with the shits
Who's been working on them hits, who really got the biz
Who really got it lit, who really in the mix
Who will you let live and why are you doing this
I don't do it for my health man I do it for the belt man
I do it to the death man, all praise to Yeezus
Still pray for strength from Jesus
Cause I need this and you better know I want it
Why you think I got so heated, made a heatwave
And went insane, like a flame hit a propane
I could of turned cold blooded, cold hearted make a Cruel Winter
Just to prove no matter the season I'm still a winner
Can't help my temper, you know we are born sinners
Never try to wrong me cause nigga you'll get written off
Serve you with a few bars now what you living off
Nigga what you living off, yeah
Nigga how you living, what you living off, yeah
How you living, tell me how you livin', tell me how you living, yeah
Don't turn me to the man I was back then
You don't want that drama, word to the Dalai Lama
I'm tryna reach nirvana, help my momma get them comma's
So, so I'mma really try to stack zen
Make all this change so I start stacking
Mind elevation got me pacing for a lifestyle
Bring the lights down for the chant right now
Don't try to test my patience that's a virtue
I don't want to hurt you, got homies with the work too
They'll do it for the dirt too, they loyal to the soil
You have a peace of mind when your homies are all for you
Nigga I can't afford to be dealing with this petty shit
I got woman coming my way, on some Fetty shit
Ready it, steady it I be with a heavy clique
Got no time to be distressed, I'm busy tryna be the best, so
A nigga has to stack zen
Don't turn me to the man I was back then
You don't want that drama, word to the Dalai Lama
I'm tryna reach nirvana, help my momma get them comma's
So, so I'mma really try to stack zen
Make all this change so I start stacking
Mind elevation got me pacing for a lifestyle
Bring the lights down for the chant right now
Niggas want me to go loco, lose my mojo
I be solo dolo at the dojo, thinking back when I was ocho
Tell 'em who's the kid, who really with the shits
Who's been working on them hits, who really got the biz
Who really got it lit, who really in the mix
Who will you let live and why are you doing this
I don't do it for my health man I do it for the belt man
I do it to the death man, all praise to Yeezus
Still pray for strength from Jesus
Cause I need this and you better know I want it
Why you think I got so heated, made a heatwave
And went insane, like a flame hit a propane
I could of turned cold blooded, cold hearted make a Cruel Winter
Just to prove no matter the season I'm still a winner
Can't help my temper, you know we are born sinners
Never try to wrong me cause nigga you'll get written off
Serve you with a few bars now what you living off
Nigga what you living off, yeah
Nigga how you living, what you living off, yeah
How you living, tell me how you livin', tell me how you living, yeah
Writer: Brandon Lee
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, ONErpm
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, ONErpm