Stadiums – SAINt JHN & London On Da Track

Quotable Lyrics:
Whole club sellin’ out of here to doin’ stadiums
Pu**y ni**as don’t come around, they don’t survive my radius
I keep it too real, for real and that’s the sh*t that made me rich

Trappin’, that’s what made me rich
Hustlin’, that’s what made me rich
Hey, whole club sellin’ out of here to doin’ stadiums
Small business don’t come around, they don’t survive my radius
Trappin’ all I talk about and that’s what really made me rich

Hustlin’, that’s what made me rich
Trappin’, that’s what made me rich
The whole club, ayy, ayy, ayy

McLaren way too white to be shootin’ at the opps
I’m sleepin’ good at night, see, the door don’t got no locks
I f**ked her to be spiteful, she best friends with the opps
Them b*tches that you buyin’ bags, you need better stocks (Ayy)

Standin’ on my money, dawg
Please, don’t get the gun involved
Ain’t nobody runnin’ off, ooh, to them basics
I can’t be no son in law, I can’t take the summer off
I make it look good and all but this is no vacation

All the goons they respect me and I know it
Watch your words and your tone, you’re not a poet
My advice, please, don’t try to be heroic
Ni**as with me know they (Gone)