Stack It Up

Intro e|---------------------------------------------------------| B|---------------------------------------------------------| G|---------------------------------------------------------| D|---------------------------------------------------------| A|-2----2--------------------------------2----2------------| E|---------3----3--0----0----2--2-2-2------------3----3--0-| Verso 1: I don't wanna be broke when I d-i-e Wanna be livin' it up in VIP Tryna get in the club, they wanna see ID Want me to wear nice shoes and a t-i-e Pré-Refrão I've been workin' and gettin' by But that ain't enough to satisfy 'Cause I got dreams for you and I So I got money on my mind N.C. So if you wanna stack it up, man, you gotta work for it I-I-I-I-I-I Ain't nobody gonna be doin' it for ya I-I-I-I-I I got dreams and I got time But that ain't enough to get me by So I stack it up, man, I gotta work for it Yeah, I got money on my mind I-I, I-I I got money on my mind I-I, I-I Verso 2: I wanna flex hard like d-o-e But right now my car need the m-o-t And I can't give the valet no t-i-p But like him, I got dreams and they're b-i-g Pré-Refrão Tried to be a better guy But that bread enough to satisfy I got dreams for you and I N.C. I got money on my mind So if you wanna stack it up, man, you gotta work for it I-I-I-I-I-I Ain't nobody gonna be doin' it for ya I-I-I-I-I I got dreams and I got time But that ain't enough to get me by So I stack it up, man, I gotta work for it Nc Yeah, I got money on my mind I-I, I-I I got money on my mind Verso 3: Yeah, I know shit don't come free, you gotta work for it (Gotta work for it) Lamborghini Urus, bought it when I first saw it (Skrrt, when I first saw it) She caught me creepin', I had to buy her a purse for it (Purse for it) I think if I ain't have money, I'd be the worst for her And if I ain't have money, I woulda been lost her The loudest ones was the brokest, I was a shit-talker The loudest ones was the brokest and I was strugglin' (Uh) Girls called me friend, now they on me, that money comin' in (That money comin' in) Saint Laurent fiend, I put it in Louis luggages (Yeah, yeah) Took her to Celine, bought her a couple luggages Wasn't always sweet, Capri Suns for fifty cents (Yeah) Now I just hate to reminisce (To reminisce) So if you wanna stack it up, man, you gotta work for it I-I-I-I-I-I Ain't nobody gonna be doin' it for ya I-I-I-I-I I got dreams and I got time But that ain't enough to get me by So I stack it up, man, I gotta work for it Nc Yeah, I got money on my mind I-I, I-I I got money on my mind I-I, I-I I got money on my mind