Lyrical LC - $teady (feat. Killa Cam & Joe Blo) Lyrics

Steady stacking No time for Slacking I'm in my bag I'm tryna get it
Steady stacking No time for Slacking I'm in my bag I'm tryna get it
Steady stacking No time for Slacking I'm in my bag I'm tryna get it
In my bag I'm tryna get it
In my bag I'm tryna get it
What's for dinner I'm tryna eat Like a Fat Bitch Hot and Ready
Never Slacking I got the beef shit Ground beef if you want spaghetti
How do you expect to eat when you can't provide food for your table
Ion know but it sound like technician ooopps there goes your cable
Like a rat I need the cheese ion eat pig but I need the bacon
Like a person with dry scalp no juice now u flaking
Build you up like a baker making bread so we all can eat
Close your eyes bow your head thank you GOD for our bread
Like a skater I'm tryna skate Kenny Lou f*ck around and scoot
Biggie smalls gimme the loot and if it ain't a check no disrespect
But like a mime you can keep it mute Tailor made I need a suit
Watched the Saints I ain't in the Boot got goons with me
They itching to shoot
Steady stacking No time for Slacking I'm in my bag I'm tryna get it
Steady stacking No time for Slacking I'm in my bag I'm tryna get it
Steady stacking No time for Slacking I'm in my bag I'm tryna get it
In my bag I'm tryna get it
In my bag I'm tryna get it
Steady stacking I'm pistol packing no time for lacking I want all the loot
Bobby gang how a nigga scoot bless a nigga like he got the flu
I'm bout my business like a tie and suit no Timberlake I'm on a money chase
Hungry for the cake I can't even wait ball hard till my f*cking ankles break
I'm bout my bread like a lunch date invest in packs like real a state
Want beef I got a dinner plate face card good yeah any state
Whole brick on me on the interstate creep real slow remove the license plate
Unload the clip on my dirty K it's a armed robbery give me all the cake
Steady stacking No time for Slacking I'm in my bag I'm tryna get it
Steady stacking No time for Slacking I'm in my bag I'm tryna get it
Steady stacking No time for Slacking I'm in my bag I'm tryna get it
In my bag I'm tryna get it
In my bag I'm tryna get it
Waking up no stressing Thanking GOD he blessed me smoking loud it relax me
Trap doing gymnastics cooking that dope hope it lock up
You don't know Where I come from All of my niggas gone pop something
Scoop up on em make em off something in the lane we gone swerve on em
She give me brain she going dumb big pistol go bang homie
Big bucks no change homie blue hundreds Crip game nigga
Dripping sauce no stain in it polo f*ck Hilfiger RIP Pimp C nigga
Running plays drills nigga in my way let the steal hit you
Let the infrared deal with you caught the ice got chills nigga
Fam first we want the scrilla no time to play in my bag now
They last huh got pounds of the midget and the gas now
Steady stacking No time for Slacking I'm in my bag I'm tryna get it
Steady stacking No time for Slacking I'm in my bag I'm tryna get it
Steady stacking No time for Slacking I'm in my bag I'm tryna get it
In my bag I'm tryna get it
In my bag I'm tryna get it