#Stacktober 21st, the day all Stack Bundles supporters celebrate his life and music to the fullest. Today I bring you two of Stack’s greatest songs, ‘For My Respect’ and ‘Please Forgive Me’, both are very introspective and full of heart.
1st verseListen it’s me against the world(vright)no main girl, just a few I care about that a listen and hear me out,(hear me out)I hear the whispers niggas wanna air me out, while I’m still(what’s that smell?)sniffing the area out(vright)if niggas catch me slipping I may get a set of wings and if the boys catch me slipping I be sitting in the bing(but!)but if I catch him slipping while I’m gripping on that thing? Last thing he gone hear is the clicking and the rrrriinngggg, cause I ain’t trying shoot nothing(nah)only thing I’m trynna do is poof something, pine box sup something(CHEA!)shit it cost you nothing, I can’t even snuff a nigga, niggas a sue something(faggot niggas) due to my career they dare to misperceive me(why?)could give a fuck about this rap shit, believe me(please!)I’ll throw it all away at the drop of a dime, broad day, not worried bout a nigga dropping a dime, FOR MY RESPECT!3rd VerseThe same shit you thinking, I’m asking myself, like “is it all really worth it?” Well is a flawless diamond really perfect? That’s the answer, this lifestyles contagious it spreads like a cancer(forreal)every nigga around me’s infected(look)and the jail somehow we get subjected(how!)so I send dough, but hell no I don’t go see niggas(nah)you jinxing yourself, I’m lowkey niggas(forreal)two things not to worry bout(WHAT!)me being judged by twelve or six niggas carry me out(nah!)Might I ride with the five and be how I be(9 tre!)make the news for money and murder like G.I.B(Kas!)or I be a living legend in these streets of Farrock as one of the youngest niggas that rode around in a drop, your thoughts become your words, I don’t care what you say, for this life you chose, I’ll throw it all away
1st VerseLet me start with my wants!(ok)all I wanted was to be like poppa and hustle, never live like a dunce(vright)never sit in the corner nor stand on it, that’s something I couldn’t accept, I will not stand for it(nah)but I deserve that garage Masera and Ferrar’s shit I wanted the Minaj, you forget I’m talking God, but! He takes me as I come, embraces me as his son, shit I knew what I wanted from day 1, I said 23 comfortable, 25 bricks, 30 retired I’m charming I’m knowing that life’s a bitch, but I got one up on her, run up on her, slick talk her to death and leave with what’s under her dress, flirtatious them temptations & him chasing them ends facing the end impatiently pacing racing again, with his head to the sky, sun pon his face, with your evils in his mind and hope pon his fate, PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!2nd VerseI thank you for my well being, shit I’m thankful I’m grateful I’m still breathing, could be in a cell grieving or be in the earth sleeping or be on the earth sleeping and niggas scheming he creeping demon possessing he feining for my possessions I’m gleaming, I thank you for the odds and even, shit I thank you for the odds I evened, I thank you for all the universal laws I believe, thank you for unpleasantries that was given by mommas absence, circumstances made him one man stripped in this axis, I insist you answer my questions, is it cause I’m thankful you rained down with ya blessings? You gave me the gab’s gift, the talk of my dad’s gift, the hustle the bad gift, the struggle my sad gift, the strength, that I held my family together with, said I’m thankful for the loved ones you put me together with, if life’s a voyage then I’m bringing some luggage upon the trip!3rd VerseListen I’m sorry I was weak and fell victim to the game, it was in my blood, shit you gave my parents genes, I ain’t avoid ya way out, but dancing wasn’t my thang, nah, either way I still did it with music, sorry I abused my talents and misused it, got on records reckless promoted violence, sorry for the gangs and the crew and shit I was down with, sorry for the blasphemous talking should’ve been silent, sorry for being irresponsible with the abortions, sorry for immaturity’s and misfortunes, I’m sorry for getting it! Spending abundantly, sorry for what this fast life has become of me, sorry for the truths I bought, lies I’ve sold, truths I hidden and lies I told, sorry for the lives I could’ve helped unfold, God please guard my body and guard my soul.
R.I.P Stack Bundles! SQUAD UP!