Blaqbonez & Barry Jhay: Lyrics Breakdown
The collaboration “Stacks $$” by Blaqbonez featuring Barry Jhay explores themes of perseverance, victory, and unwavering hustle in the face of doubt and competition. Blaqbonez confidently raps about his commitment to building wealth, leaving a lasting legacy, and staying true to himself despite the presence of fake personas and fame chasers in the music scene. Barry Jhay’s chorus reinforces this tireless grind, emphasizing the ongoing chase for financial success while navigating challenges, highlighting resilience and self-belief as vital to reaching the pinnacle.
No Excuses Album by Blaqbonez”/>Blaqbonez & Barry Jhay Lyrics
Chorus
I’m stacking bills, piling them high until I can’t hold more
Swear on my mother’s honor
Till my hands shake and my legs give way
I open my laptop and make my move
Before I owned my spot, I was living rent-free in your head
Claimed the prime suite
Ignoring the lies spread by the skeptics
They just don’t catch the vibe
Verse 1
Protein shakes keep me sharp, always in peak form
Looking runway-ready, they scatter like leaves
Away from the glare and the spotlight
Too many fakes lurking around
Podcasters chatter more than they hear
I strive to stay focused but the roads twist and cross
The lengths some go for fame leave me dumbfounded
Drama’s a daily ritual for many
Stats get twisted, conversations rehearsed
Yet, I still shine in every crowd
Those without skill obsess over numbers
When greatness is mentioned, my name echoes loud
I’m crafting a legacy
Riding on legacy vibes
With a legacy queen by my side
Feeding off that legacy
I’m the top contender here
Saying it with confidence
I’m in the penthouse while you’re stuck below
In this rap arena, no one matches my flow
It’s nothing personal
Though someone might be better, that’s not the truth today
Test my style and watch how it plays
I’m the ultimate, the GOAT
If you don’t see it now, you will soon enough
Chorus
I’m stacking bills, piling them high until I can’t hold more
Swear on my mother’s honor
Till my hands shake and my legs give way
I open my laptop and make my move
Before I owned my spot, I was living rent-free in your head
Claimed the prime suite
Ignoring the lies spread by the skeptics
They just don’t catch the vibe
Verse 2
Yeah
Chasing money, cash comes first
Family second, lucky if you get that far
Grab whatever you can
Because I’m different from the rest
Life feels meaningless if people still fall like autumn leaves
What’s the point then?
I push to stay sharp
Cash flow is the lifeline in this world
I never chose to be born
But from day one, I’ve been grinding
I refuse to die broke or starving
Caught between tough choices
Get money, no excuses
And when you have it, don’t squander it
Money’s the root of evil, earned with sweat, not a game
But the cash has grown, boy, for ages
Her knees bear the marks
I don’t need to prove a thing
I’m undisputed
Hustler of the year, why’s the air so thick?
Many smell the dirt, but the truth is
Jesus is coming back soon
Don’t let your past chain you
Open your eyes, you’ve got two
They say the end justifies the means
Meaning people only care if you win-no excuses
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