Lyrics STACKS - Jamie Slacks

Get that sub-bass right, get that sub-bass right in your speakers
Right, right in your speakers

I want my gifts back
I no longer feel slacked
Maybe zeal is the real
But the deal is I lack

Slacks
Staying on me always since I gotta show my class
Wack
I ain't lazy, I'm wavy, my homie, relax
Cash
On their mind, not mine, got faith in the stash
Stacks
Go get that shit you don't even need facts
Facts
All you know is this life you were granted, don't ask
Flask
Car crash carcass like our stock markets' past

I want my gifts back
I no longer feel slacked
Maybe zeal is the real
But I stack
I want my gifts back
I no longer feel slacked
Maybe zeal is the real

Nasty
I'm a rapper and a cannibal, now who the fuck is Hannibal?
I'm bragging
Hate to be the man but everyone claimin' that they animals
I handle 'em
With the bars, solid gold, that's value, I'm pandering
To a target audience, and all of y'all a target to my management
Damages
To the motivation, I can feel the force awaken
Goddamn, we gon' bandage it

Look upon ye and despair
This lonely land, boundless and bare
Leaves us cold it's hardly fair
Stacking things with little care
Look upon time and despair
That lonely sand, boundless and bare