1quan - Stambuk Ln (Intro)

I had fell off a couple of times
But I had got back right
I had got back right
(Yeah, yeah)
I put her back on the block list
Lil boy, you can’t block this
Steady just dropping that salt
(That’s salt)
That’s bad luck on your conscious, huh?
(Huh!)
Expectations turned sour
(Sour)
Now I’m just back in the booth
(I’m back)
Yeah I pay by the hour
Locked in with Mook Dook
(Mook Dook)
I put her back on the block list
Lil boy, you can’t block this
Steady just dropping that salt
(That’s salt)
That’s bad luck on your conscious
Expectations turned sour
(Sour)
Now I’m just back in the booth
(I’m back)
Yeah I pay by the hour
Locked in with Mook Dook
Aye Mook Dook man, you know what I’m saying
(What’s happening)
Aye cut my levels up man you feel me ?
They really just gotta hear what I’m saying
(I got ya, don’t do it!)
They didn’t wanna believe
(Believe)
I had to spread my whole wings
(My wings)
I got some shit up my sleeve
(My sleeve)
Khaled, he gave me the keys!
(Just here)
Know that I promise on me that I’m stuck in the game and I’m far from the bench
(Bench!)
Know that I do for my fam, and I cry to nobody And I cannot switch
(Nah)
Yeah my heart is so black and I love so hard, it Don’t make no sense
(So black)
Hit up the booth and repent
(Hit it)
Hit up the booth and repent
I put her back on the block list
Lil boy, you can’t block this
Steady just dropping that salt
(That’s salt)
That’s bad luck on your conscious, huh
(Huh)
Expectations turned sour
(Sour)
Now I’m just back in the booth
(I’m back)
Yeah I pay by the hour,
Locked in with Mook Dook
(Don’t do it!)
I put her back on the block list
Lil boy, you can’t block this
Steady just dropping that salt
(That’s salt)
That’s bad luck on your conscious
Expectations turned sour
(Sour)
Now I’m just back in the booth
(I’m back)
Yeah I pay by the hour
Locked in with Mook Dook
Mook Dook, what’s happening?
(Mook Dook)
In the booth, it’s no relaxing
(Relaxing!)
In the booth, I made some magic
(I made it)
Pay attention, you might miss it
(It’s gone)
Came up off dirty dishes
(Dirty)
Want cash, my palms itching
(Dirty)
Told pops I got to get it
(I get it)
Go and get it straight to the mission
(Yeah)
The mission accomplished
I did it for Tre and I did it for mom
(My momma)
I got some shit on my heart and some shit on my soul and the feeling is numb
(My soul)
Swear I’m just stuck in my soul and I’m locked in my feelings and waiting on bond
(Stuck)
Wit’ no commissary
(No what?)
I promised my fam I’m ready
(I’m ready)
I really had told these folks I’m ready
Ready for it
Believe it!
I had to let them folks breathe
Dropping these singles at ease
And I got some shit up my sleeve
I promised you gotta believe
Believe
Man you got to believe when a nigga like this Say some man
This man said I promised, we locked in
Stambuk Lane

Written by:
DeQuan Watkins

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