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Airplanes Pt. II (feat. Eminem & Hayley Williams Of Paramore)

B.o.B Presents: The Adventures of Bobby Ray

Airplanes, Pt. II (feat. Eminem & Hayley Williams of Paramore)

[Intro]
Came from the bottom, every night was a fight
Pockets empty, stomach aching, barely surviving the night
Nobody gave me nothing, I had to claim my own chance
Now I move different, heavy load — brick wad in my pants

I don’t pray for luck, I create my own fate
Every loss I ever took just made my hunger great
From the gutter to the throne, my empire’s fully charged
I’m stacking Benjamins and dreams — brick wad in my pants

[Verse 1]
I was starving, broke, walking streets with no light
Every corner held danger, every shadow held a fight
Mama crying at the table, bills stacked like a wall
I told myself I’ll never quit, I’ll rise above it all
Had to learn the hustle, had to sharpen every skill
Every dollar I flipped, every risk gave me a thrill
From the block to the trap, every move was advanced
Now I walk with confidence — brick wad in my pants

Every loss I took was fuel, every snub lit a spark
Every L turned to power, every setback left a mark
I ain’t chasing no handouts, I make my own path
Every flip, every scheme, I count cash in my grasp

[Chorus]
Started with nothing, now I got a brick wad in my pants
Turned every struggle into profit, made the streets respect my stance
I don’t beg for recognition, I command it with my glance
Started with nothing, now I got a brick wad in my pants

Every loss was a lesson, every day was a test
Now I’m stacking with a purpose, putting haters to rest
From the mud to the mansion, my ambition advanced
Started with nothing, now I got a brick wad in my pants

[Verse 2]
I don’t play for clout, I multiply my gains
Every dollar, every flip, runs deep in my veins
Enemies tried to bury me, snakes lurked in my path
I turned betrayal into profit, calculated every math
From the nights I was freezing, pockets stuffed with lint
To the mornings counting thousands, money stacked in flints
I move strategic, ruthless, no fear in my stance
Every step, every flip, brick wad in my pants

I’ve seen brothers fall, I’ve seen dreams decay
But I learned from the pain, now I own the whole play
Every L, every loss, turned to wisdom and chance
Started with nothing, now I got a brick wad in my pants

[Chorus]
Started with nothing, now I got a brick wad in my pants
Turned every struggle into profit, made the streets respect my stance
I don’t beg for recognition, I command it with my glance
Started with nothing, now I got a brick wad in my pants

Every loss was a lesson, every day was a test
Now I’m stacking with a purpose, putting haters to rest
From the mud to the mansion, my ambition advanced
Started with nothing, now I got a brick wad in my pants

[Verse 3]
Cold nights, no lights, just shadows and fear
Now my pockets heavy, my empire’s crystal clear
Every grind, every flip, every scheme I enhance
Turned struggle into legacy — brick wad in my pants
I ain’t gambling with my future, I build it like a fortress
Every move calculated, no one can coerce this
From the gutter to the skyline, I control the circumstance
Started with nothing, now I got a brick wad in my pants

I remember sleeping hungry, praying for a break
Now I wake counting blessings, counting every stake
Every trap I survived, every corner I advanced
Now I walk untouchable — brick wad in my pants

[Outro]
Nobody gave me a thing, I made my own way
From the shadows to the throne, I claimed the streets I slay
Every loss turned to power, every chance turned to plans
Started with nothing, now I got a brick wad in my pants

I ain’t waiting for tomorrow, I’m creating my demand
Every move, every flip, every dollar in my hand
From the mud to the crown, I rise and expand
Started with nothing, now I got a brick wad in my pants

Brick Wad in my Pants

[Intro]
Came from the gutter, had nothing in my hands
Every night was a battle, every day was a chance
Nobody gave me nothing, I had to claim my own wins
Now I move like a king — stacking Benjamins & Franklins’

I don’t pray for luck, I make my own fate
Every loss I ever took just made my hunger great
From the block to the throne, my empire’s fully charged
Every move is calculated — stacking Benjamins & Franklins’

[Verse 1]
I came up in the struggle, where the cold nights never end
Where your loyalty’s tested, and your pockets gotta defend
I was starving, had to hustle, flip the scraps into a plan
Every dollar, every cent — stacked to make a man
No handouts, no pity, every L made me sharp
Every step in the darkness — learned to turn pain into art
From the corner to the trap, every move was advanced
Now I wake up counting blessings — stacking Benjamins & Franklins’

Every loss became currency, every scar a tool
Every setback built me up — now I’m breaking every rule
I ain’t chasing validation, I don’t need the applause
I’m building silent empires — I’m the architect of cause

[Chorus]
Stacking Benjamins & Franklins’, I don’t play for clout
Turned the pain into profit, that’s what my life’s about
Every risk, every move, every flip in my stance
Stacking Benjamins & Franklins’, building my finance

Stacking Benjamins & Franklins’, legacy in my hand
I ain’t here to survive, I’m here to rule the land
From the block to the mansion, every step is on guard
Stacking Benjamins & Franklins’, turning hustle into art

[Verse 2]
I don’t sleep, I don’t rest, every night’s a new scheme
Every dollar is a weapon, every stack fuels the dream
Enemies tried to bury me, snakes lurked in my path
I turned betrayal into profit, calculated every math
From the nights I was broke to the mornings counting bands
Every risk I ever took became the wealth in my hands
I move like a general, ruthless and sharp
Every flip, every stack, stacking Benjamins & Franklins’

I ain’t chasing clout, I’m building dynasties
Every move calculated, every deal a legacy
They doubted I’d rise, they thought I’d fall apart
Now my empire’s solid — stacking Benjamins & Franklins’

[Chorus]
Stacking Benjamins & Franklins’, I don’t play for clout
Turned the pain into profit, that’s what my life’s about
Every risk, every move, every flip in my stance
Stacking Benjamins & Franklins’, building my finance

Stacking Benjamins & Franklins’, legacy in my hand
I ain’t here to survive, I’m here to rule the land
From the block to the mansion, every step is on guard
Stacking Benjamins & Franklins’, turning hustle into art

[Verse 3]
I remember cold nights, pockets empty, dreams denied
Now I rise with the sunrise, every stack magnified
Every grind, every flip, every hustle I enhance
Turned struggle into legacy — stacking Benjamins & Franklins’
I don’t gamble with the future, I architect and plan
Every move is calculated, now I own the whole land
From the gutter to the skyline, my empire advanced
Stacking Benjamins & Franklins’, nothing left to chance

I see the snakes in the grass, but I walk untouchable
Every plan, every stack, my ambition uncrushable
They doubted my vision, they laughed at my stance
Now I’m laughing last, stacking Benjamins & Franklins’

[Outro]
I ain’t waiting for tomorrow, I’m creating my demand
Every dollar in my grip, every stack in my hand
From the mud to the crown, my empire fully starred
Stacking Benjamins & Franklins’, leaving nothing to disregard

Stacking Benjamins & Franklins’, building forever, not just today
Every move, every risk, turning dirt into pay
From the struggle to the throne, my ambition never departs
Stacking Benjamins & Franklins’, engrained in my heart

Stacking Benjamins & Franklins

[Intro]
Came from the mud, where the rain never washed the pain
Every night was a war, every day was a gain
Nobody gave me nothing, I had to make my own cards
Now I move with power — stacking greenbacks in my yard

I don’t pray for luck, I create my own fate
Every loss I ever took just made my hunger great
From the block to the throne, my empire fully charged
Every move calculated — stacking greenbacks in my yard

[Verse 1]
I was starving, broke, walking streets with no lights
Every corner held danger, every shadow held fights
Mama crying at the table, bills stacked like walls
I told myself I’d never quit, I’d rise above it all
Had to learn the hustle, sharpen every skill
Every dollar I flipped, every risk gave a thrill
From the block to the trap, every move was advanced
Now I wake up counting blessings — stacking greenbacks in my yard

Every loss became currency, every scar a tool
Every setback built me up — now I’m breaking the rules
I don’t chase validation, don’t need the applause
I’m building silent empires — I’m the architect of cause

[Chorus]
I’m stacking greenbacks in my yard — ain’t flexin’, just building wealth
Turn every struggle into profit, got the blueprint for myself
I’m stacking greenbacks in my yard — every flip another story
From the mud to the mansion — now I’m counting my glory

I’m stacking greenbacks in my yard — legacy in my hands
Ain’t no luck, only grind — I dictate how I expand
From the block to the empire — every move is on guard
Stacking greenbacks in my yard — turning hustle into art

[Verse 2]
I don’t sleep, I don’t rest, every night’s a new scheme
Every dollar is a weapon, every stack fuels my dream
Enemies tried to bury me, snakes lurked in my path
I turned betrayal into profit, calculated every math
From nights I was broke to mornings counting bands
Every risk I ever took became wealth in my hands
I move like a general, ruthless and smart
Every flip, every stack, stacking greenbacks in my yard

I don’t chase clout, I’m building dynasties
Every move calculated, every deal a legacy
They doubted I’d rise, they thought I’d fall apart
Now my empire’s solid — stacking greenbacks in my yard

[Chorus]
I’m stacking greenbacks in my yard — ain’t flexin’, just building wealth
Turn every struggle into profit, got the blueprint for myself
I’m stacking greenbacks in my yard — every flip another story
From the mud to the mansion — now I’m counting my glory

I’m stacking greenbacks in my yard — legacy in my hands
Ain’t no luck, only grind — I dictate how I expand
From the block to the empire — every move is on guard
Stacking greenbacks in my yard — turning hustle into art

[Verse 3]
Cold nights, no lights, just shadows and fear
Now my pockets heavy, my empire crystal clear
Every grind, every flip, every hustle I enhance
Turned struggle into legacy — stacking greenbacks in my yard
I don’t gamble with the future, I architect my plan
Every move calculated, now I own the land
From the gutter to the skyline, my empire advanced
Stacking greenbacks in my yard, nothing left to chance

I see the snakes in the grass, but I walk untouchable
Every plan, every stack, my ambition uncrushable
They doubted my vision, they laughed at my stance
Now I’m laughing last, stacking greenbacks in my yard

[Outro]
I ain’t waiting for tomorrow, I’m creating my demand
Every dollar in my grip, every stack in my hand
From the mud to the crown, my empire fully starred
Stacking greenbacks in my yard, leaving nothing to disregard

Stacking greenbacks in my yard, building forever, not just today
Every move, every risk, turning dirt into pay
From struggle to the throne, my ambition never departs
Stacking greenbacks in my yard, engraved inside my heart

Stacking Greenbacks in my Yard

[Intro]
Came from the gutter, pockets empty, dreams denied
Every night was a struggle, had to hustle to survive
Nobody handed me nothing, I had to make my own flow
Now I move different — turning cheddar into dough

I don’t pray for luck, I create my own fate
Every loss I ever took only made my hunger great
From the block to the throne, my empire fully grows
Every move calculated — turning cheddar into dough

[Verse 1]
I was starving, broke, walking streets with no light
Every corner held danger, every shadow held a fight
Mama crying at the table, bills stacked like walls
I promised I’d never quit, I’d rise above it all
Had to learn the hustle, sharpen every skill
Every dollar I flipped, every risk gave a thrill
From the trap to the block, every move was advanced
Now I wake up counting blessings — turning cheddar into dough

Every loss became currency, every scar became a tool
Every setback built me up — now I’m breaking every rule
I don’t chase validation, I don’t need applause
I build silent empires — I’m the architect of cause

[Chorus]
Turning cheddar into dough, every flip a new plan
From the gutter to the mansion, I’m stacking like a man
Every risk, every move, every hustle in my grip
I don’t pray for fortune — I’m turning cheddar into dough

Stacking money in silence, building legacy and wealth
From the mud to the throne, I hustle for myself
Every deal, every flip, every grind in my midst
I don’t gamble with luck — I turn cheddar into skrilla chips

[Verse 2]
I move strategic, calculating every play
I don’t let the stakes scare me, I make the odds obey
Every dollar, every stack, every flip in my hands
Turning pressure into power — that’s how I command
From the nights I was hungry to the mornings counting bands
I flipped survival into empire, cash flowing like sands
I ain’t chasing fame or clout, I chase the real wealth
Every cheddar I touch, every flip builds stealth

Enemies doubted my rise, tried to bury my chance
But I multiplied my moves — turning cheddar into dough
Every bluff I exposed, every scheme I planned
I made the streets my classroom, I own the upper hand

[Chorus]
Turning cheddar into dough, every flip a new plan
From the gutter to the mansion, I’m stacking like a man
Every risk, every move, every hustle in my grip
I don’t pray for fortune — I’m turning cheddar into dough

Stacking money in silence, building legacy and wealth
From the mud to the throne, I hustle for myself
Every deal, every flip, every grind in my midst
I don’t gamble with luck — I turn cheddar into skrilla chips

[Verse 3]
Cold nights, no lights, just shadows and fear
Now my pockets heavy, my empire crystal clear
Every grind, every flip, every hustle I enhance
Turned struggle into legacy — turning cheddar into dough
I don’t gamble with the future, I architect my plan
Every move calculated, now I own the land
From the gutter to the skyline, my empire advanced
Turning cheddar into dough, nothing left to chance

I see snakes in the grass, but I walk untouchable
Every move, every stack, my ambition unstoppable
I flipped losses into fortune, made the streets my lab
I don’t gamble with luck — I turn cheddar into skrilla slabs

[Outro]
From the shadows to the throne, I built what they can’t see
Every risk, every flip, a part of my legacy
I ain’t begging for fortune, I create it on my trips
I survive, I conquer — turning cheddar into dough

Turning Cheddar Into Dough

[Intro]
Came from the bottom, pockets empty, nights were cold
Every hand I was dealt had a story untold
No luck, no favors, I had to make my own grips
Now I move different — turning cards into skrilla chips

I don’t pray for fortune, I create my own fate
Every loss I ever took only made my hunger great
From the trap to the penthouse, my empire fully flips
Every move is calculated — turning cards into skrilla chips

[Verse 1]
I was broke, had no paper, just a hunger and a plan
Every handshake, every move, calculated like a man
Snakes in the shadows, haters watching every step
But I turned pressure into profit, now respect’s what I collect
Every card I touch, every flip I grip
I’m turning losses into gains — stacking skrilla on the strip
From the trap to the table, every risk is a thrill
I don’t gamble for fun — I hunt and make my kill

Every L became lessons, every bluff turned to cash
Every corner I walked, I multiplied my stash
I don’t need applause, I don’t chase clout or fame
I turn every card I’m dealt into a money-making game

[Chorus]
Turning cards into skrilla chips, every hand a new plan
From the dirt to the mansion, I’m stacking like a man
Every risk, every move, every flip I grip
I don’t gamble for luck — I’m turning cards into skrilla chips

Stacking money in silence, building legacy and wealth
From the mud to the throne, now I hustle for myself
Every deal, every play, every trick in my midst
I don’t pray for fortune — I turn cards into skrilla chips

[Verse 2]
I move like a general, every play calculated
I don’t let the stakes scare me, my empire’s self-created
Every dollar, every stack, every flip in my hands
Turning pressure into power — that’s how I command
From nights I was hungry to mornings counting bands
I flipped survival into empire, cash flowing like sands
I ain’t chasing fame or clout, I chase the real wealth
Every card I touch, every flip builds stealth

Enemies tried to bury me, thought I’d lose my chance
But I multiplied my moves — turning cards into skrilla chips
Every bluff I exposed, every scheme I planned
I made the streets my classroom, I own the upper hand

[Chorus]
Turning cards into skrilla chips, every hand a new plan
From the dirt to the mansion, I’m stacking like a man
Every risk, every move, every flip I grip
I don’t gamble for luck — I’m turning cards into skrilla chips

Stacking money in silence, building legacy and wealth
From the mud to the throne, now I hustle for myself
Every deal, every play, every trick in my midst
I don’t pray for fortune — I turn cards into skrilla chips

[Verse 3]
Cold nights, no lights, just shadows and fear
Now my pockets heavy, my empire crystal clear
Every grind, every flip, every hustle I enhance
Turned struggle into legacy — turning cards into skrilla chips
I don’t gamble with my future, I architect my plan
Every move calculated, now I own the land
From the gutter to the skyline, my empire advanced
Turning cards into skrilla chips, nothing left to chance

I see snakes in the grass, but I walk untouchable
Every move, every stack, my ambition unstoppable
I flipped losses into fortune, made the streets my lab
I don’t gamble with luck — I turn cards into skrilla slabs

[Bridge]
Every hand’s a hustle, every shuffle’s a grind
I’m turning paper into power, leaving doubt behind
From the corners of the streets to the top of the charts
I move like a general — cards into skrilla, I start

[Outro]
From the shadows to the throne, I built what they can’t see
Every risk, every flip, a part of my legacy
I ain’t begging for fortune, I create it on my trips
I survive, I conquer — turning cards into skrilla chips

Turning Cards Into Skrilla Chips

Scotty ATL releases the first record "Bust It Open" featuring B.o.B from his new project dropping at the end of this month. This one is produced by Blac Elvis 

BUST IT OPEN by Scotty ATL Ft B.o.B

Low Life - Single

Future + The Weeknd- Low Life [Prod. By Metro Boomin & Ben Billions]

Billionaire (feat. Bruno Mars)

Billionaire (feat. Bruno Mars) [Acoustic Version]

Spotify Link: https://open.spotify.com/track/34XoXa8WDFMUPyzr3fQ4L9
Never Enough

Stream

Never Enough

American Teen

Young Dumb & Broke

Second single off "PTSD" coming soon!

Prod. by Scrabozilla

Gas - Mitchy Slick

Baby Bash - Suga Suga

New Single released by Digital Records  (Out Now - 2018)

Artist: K.Chris
City: Compton, CA
Genre: Rap
Project: 4

Art Work: @ plugintheox (IG)

www.westcoastradio.tv

Music Video

Hadda Ride - K. Chris

Sean Kingston Hits (2007-2010)

Beautiful Girls (Re-Recorded)

I'm A Sigma 🐺 stay strong 💪 folks find your 👑 and keep pushing 💯  

this has been an amazing adventure into my journey and i thank every one of you for all of your support and love you have provided during this journey

Turning Cheddar Into Dough

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