Quentin Miller - Stuck Up. lyrics

[Quentin Miller - Stuck Up. lyrics]

Yeah, ayy, okay you think you're prepared?
You're not prepared
Them dudes over there do not compare
Stuck to the code that got me here
It's up, it's stuck, it's locked up there

I just had got back to the city, I'm good
She tryna link up and I think that we should
Don't nobody else do this shit how I do it
There's money to make and I'm
Tryna get to it
A legend already, I don't gotta prove it
I want the new Bentley
I don't want the Buick
I jump on the beat and get very abusive
Ball on these niggas like Gary, no Busey

Most of these rappers is not
Who they say they is i just do not know why
Y'all even play they shit
Soon as y'all get information
You say the shit
All of my secrets? I go to the grave with it
Make your own bed then after you lay in it
Money it come and go
People that came and went
You gave the game away
Didn't even pay for it
That be the lamest shit
Ain't that the lamest shit?
I could care less 'bout no clout
Or no fame and shit
I'ma get money and keep entertaining shit
Bitches you fuckin'
The niggas you hangin' with
Them be the best indicators of who you is
I am not new to this, truly I'm true to this
I spray at anyone, I don't care who you is
Swear I'm the realest that's
Currently doing this
Who else you know that influence influencers?

Yeah, ayy, okay you think you're prepared?
You're not prepared
Them dudes over there do not compare
I stuck to the code that got me here
It's up, it's stuck, it's locked up there

So many things that dropped this year
I'm finna fuck up the block this year
It really ain't much I got to fear
They had me before but not this year
I'm on a whole different vibe
There's no way of blowing my
High so don't even try
Most of these niggas be lying
Don't even be going outside
So really it's quiet yeah, I said it
I meant it and I'm sticking by it
You said there's money to get at
I'm asking you why do you
Preach to the choir?
Hit the hotel and checked
Into the president suite
Now I need a Melania
My flow on water like Anya
Frozen like Ana, niggas ain't hot enough
Sheesh, might even put on a fleece
I don't clock in to a job
I just be managing beats
All I can do is go hard
I don't know how to go weak
Young nigga paid the cost to turn to a boss
I got the receipts

Yeah, ayy, okay you think you're prepared?
You're not prepared
Them dudes over there do not compare
Stuck to the code that got me here
It's up, it's stuck, it's locked up there

I just had got back to the city, I'm good
She tryna link up and I think that we should
Don't nobody else do this shit how I do it
There's money to make and I'm
Tryna get to it
A legend already, I don't gotta prove it
I want the new Bentley
I don't want the Buick
I jump on the beat and get very abusive
Ball on these niggas like Gary, no Busey

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