Stacks on Hosea

South side stacking, money calling my name

{deep 808 rumble

intro} Grinding

on the block from dusk till dawn Stacking paper high like the

towers in the zone Trapping in the cut where the money don't

sleep Hustle every day just to make that green South Atlanta roots

running deep in my veins Flipping packs quick to build up the

gains No time for games when the bag is the goal Living

this life with my heart and my soul (yeah) Money on my

mind stacking to the ceiling Trapping through the night got the whole

city feeling South side hustle building up the empire Bag after bag

till the numbers get higher (yeah) {trap hi-hat roll build} Money on

my mind stacking to the ceiling Trapping through the night got the

whole city feeling

Late nights in the trap counting every single dollar South Atlanta grind

never getting any softer Flipping what I got turning nothing into something

Building up the stash while the city keeps bumping

Hood life lessons taught me how to survive Stacking all the green

keeping dreams alive

No looking back when the future looks bright

Trapping every corner putting up the fight (haha)

Money

on my mind stacking to the ceiling Trapping through the night got

the whole city feeling South side hustle building up the empire Bag

after bag till the numbers get higher (yeah) {trap hi-hat roll build}

Money on my mind stacking to the ceiling Trapping through the night

got the whole city feeling

Stack it up slow watch the numbers grow

Trapping in the shadows where the real ones know

{filtered beat

drop with bass emphasis}

South Atlanta forever stacking that paper

Trapping life strong never gonna taper

Money in the vault dreams getting bigger

Hood rich forever that's the final figure (yeah)