This is a song about "Stackin paper"

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

I got them ambitious niggas, stackin figgas plenty

Bun b, i’m underground king

And stackin while i'm laughing

Got to the end of the tunnel

Light this paper and huddle,

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Give them the heavy flow of your words, they got cash stackin',

And served it to the public on a silver platter

And i'm action packed and soon be stackin' plaques, a backpacker,

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

This is my game and im stackin up poker chips,

I made lots of comments and doubt started stackin up

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,