[Verse 1] Cal Scruby

I'm on the interstate, top off candidate
Chillin' with a dinner date I ain't finna date
Hangin' out the window, feel the wind blow
Don't know where I'm goin', tell you where I been though, fuck it
Borrowed that Ferrari that one of my friends owned
If you the end zone you never get friend zoned
Hit the bar late then party for ten songs, then we head home playin' Biggie, dead wrong
Ready, set, go out the gate I never started late
458 red paint I'm Timmy Hardaway
In and out of lanes, I crossover not sober, get stopped blame it on the glaucoma, woo!
Lord have mercy, I've been hungry, they've been thirsty, I just spend it then I get it pray to to God he reimburse me I'm like

[Chorus]

Lord please let me stack
Lord please let me shine
I've been workin' overtime, I've been on my grind
Ain't no way I'm savin' that
Blow it while she shakin' that
I'm prayin' that I make it back
Lord please let me stack

[Verse 2] Cal Scruby
I made somethin' out of nothin'
And I ain't sayin' that I never had nothin', I just had no budget
Wasn't like it started buzzin' all a sudden, had to crawl, walk, jog before you run it, right?
Happened kinda quick though it felt overnight
Couple phone calls later now I'm on a flight
Red eyes on the red high, keep my head high, you know women lie men lie
Yeah, and numbers lie too, I heard a million other rappers like you
I'm number three steppin' over tight lou in the right mood off of three lines like a hi-quo
Ain't no tellin' what I might do, I could pull up on 'em like a drive thru
Thank God when I slide through, just a couple Asian bitches and a white dude

[Chorus] x2

Lord please let me stack
Lord please let me shine
I've been workin' overtime, I've been on my grind
Ain't no way I'm savin' that
Blow it while she shakin' that
I'm prayin' that I make it back
Lord please let me stack