[Intro: DJ Drama]
Please, please, class, class
I need everybody to take a seat
This lecture is about to begin
Professor Dram here, and I'ma teach you how to stunt
I brought you a very special speaker for today
Fresh from Central Ave, Fort Myers to be exact
He represents BTM
[Verse: C Stunna & DJ Drama]
So many nights I was grindin'
I never thought that I could really change my life off of hustle and rhymin' (C Stunna)
All them obstacles, we climbed 'em
Was tryna rush success, but found out in this life that it's all about timin' (Y'all ready?)
Blood, sweat and tears, I put that in times two
Knew a better day was comin', I just needed proof
Knew I would be a star since the start of my youth
From the outside, it looks so easy, I was that was true (DJ Drama)
I was yammin' just to pay for a studio session
I risk it all to be alive, man, that right there a blessin'
Always fightin', me and bro almost lost that connection
Missed opportunities in life, but we used them as lessons (Damn)
I had to get it off the strength, couldn't afford me no feature
I had that Nissan on the I, rode a road for them Visas
Niggas was ballin', I was sittin', just watchin' from bleachers
I was just waitin' for the time to go lace up my sneakers (Stunna, holla at 'em)
Had to get my muscle up, boy, I grinded for this
I ain't have to jump up in no beef or go and drop a diss
I ain't never jump on social sites and try to bait some shit
I got this off of me, that's why they really respect the jit (Gangsta-Gangsta)
I really made two-hundred plus just off my fuckin' sayings
They tried to box a nigga out, I watched just how they played it
Real one 'til I die, I swear to God that I ain't never changin'
Too much after this tape dropped, just go look at they faces (Gangsta Grizzillz, get 'em)
Bitch, we still stuntin'
All this motion shit they rap about, we still run it
Everybody that try to count me out, them boys ain't sayin' nothin'
Yeah, my lyrics crack around this bitch, you can't control this substance (BTM)
This music shit here all I got so know I'm dyin' 'bout it
This BTM shit way too deep, you know we slidin' 'bout it
When me and bro was out lookin' for help, man, we could never find it
Ain't nobody fly us to the top, we was our own pilots
Real niggas, they rockin' with lil' Stunna, know I'm tied in
Labels always blowin' up my line, they tryna buy in
Bitches always tryna come around, they tryna chime in
Ten years from now, I guarantee this shit be times ten, but we still stuntin'
[Outro: DJ Drama]
Stuntin' 101
Welcome
Who better than us?
DJ Drama, C Stunna
These niggas needed a class or somethin', man
Your stuntin' report card came back all failures
Come get your grades up, baby
Haha
