"Stunt Double" lyrics
(feat. Fem Fel & Shaun White)
[Blade Brown:]
Rolling round with a lightie, Versace shades from the nineties
These niggas talking this paper, they ain't even hit the nineties
But I ain't rich, nah nigga, I ain't driving a Ghost
But how these niggas wearing Rollies and driving a Golf?
Just put your money where your mouth is
First rule, never keep your money where your house is
Money off of ounces, make squares change shape
Splashing in Manhattan, I don't care about exchange rates
Had to leave studio, couldn't finish the track
Niggas belling off my line, had to finish the pack
I'm just spitting the facts, brudda I've been in the flats
I swear the game's fake fam and I'm bringing it back
Fake niggas make my soul ache
Counting out some old cake, listening to S.O.U.L. Tape
But trust me, my angles rusty
Buss my nut and tell a bitch "Don't touch me"
[Shaun White:]
Everybody's acting, you all deserve an Oscar
Cause I can't even separate the real from an impostor
And when the light camera goes, true colours start to show
Niggas be temporarily playing different roles
Call 'em stunt doubles
Call 'em, call 'em stunt doubles
Call 'em stunt doubles
Call 'em stunt doubles, stunt doubles
[Fem Fel:]
I ain't tryna die alone but I ride alone
Bleeding outta my pyro G
I thought these niggas had Z's
Talking blocks when they're just xylophones
Getting outta my bed, checking everybody's in line
I ain't fucking with these niggas like a rapper after he's signed
I just lost another soldier, doing thirty-five or over
And I don't know how to vent, that's probably why I'm never sober
Streets are on fire, still the summer's feeling colder
Know they say this shit's a jungle but why's everybody a cobra?
Even though I ain't the biggest, I say I'm the best
No chain, I already got shit on my chest
Couple needles in your skin got you fiending a rep
Said he's cleaning up, all I see is a mess
Funny now they wanna be lit, it all started with smackheads
Young niggas wanna be me, I got lit and made it happen
But I ain't competition for these trappers
And I always feel like there's something missing with these rappers
[Shaun White:]
Everybody's acting, you all deserve an Oscar
Cause I can't even separate the real from an impostor
And when the light camera goes, true colours start to show
Niggas be temporarily playing different roles
Call 'em stunt doubles
Call 'em, call 'em stunt doubles
Call 'em stunt doubles
Call 'em stunt doubles, stunt doubles
Rolling round with a lightie, Versace shades from the nineties
These niggas talking this paper, they ain't even hit the nineties
But I ain't rich, nah nigga, I ain't driving a Ghost
But how these niggas wearing Rollies and driving a Golf?
Just put your money where your mouth is
First rule, never keep your money where your house is
Money off of ounces, make squares change shape
Splashing in Manhattan, I don't care about exchange rates
Had to leave studio, couldn't finish the track
Niggas belling off my line, had to finish the pack
I'm just spitting the facts, brudda I've been in the flats
I swear the game's fake fam and I'm bringing it back
Fake niggas make my soul ache
Counting out some old cake, listening to S.O.U.L. Tape
But trust me, my angles rusty
Buss my nut and tell a bitch "Don't touch me"
[Shaun White:]
Everybody's acting, you all deserve an Oscar
Cause I can't even separate the real from an impostor
And when the light camera goes, true colours start to show
Niggas be temporarily playing different roles
Call 'em stunt doubles
Call 'em, call 'em stunt doubles
Call 'em stunt doubles
Call 'em stunt doubles, stunt doubles
[Fem Fel:]
I ain't tryna die alone but I ride alone
Bleeding outta my pyro G
I thought these niggas had Z's
Talking blocks when they're just xylophones
Getting outta my bed, checking everybody's in line
I ain't fucking with these niggas like a rapper after he's signed
I just lost another soldier, doing thirty-five or over
And I don't know how to vent, that's probably why I'm never sober
Streets are on fire, still the summer's feeling colder
Know they say this shit's a jungle but why's everybody a cobra?
Even though I ain't the biggest, I say I'm the best
No chain, I already got shit on my chest
Couple needles in your skin got you fiending a rep
Said he's cleaning up, all I see is a mess
Funny now they wanna be lit, it all started with smackheads
Young niggas wanna be me, I got lit and made it happen
But I ain't competition for these trappers
And I always feel like there's something missing with these rappers
[Shaun White:]
Everybody's acting, you all deserve an Oscar
Cause I can't even separate the real from an impostor
And when the light camera goes, true colours start to show
Niggas be temporarily playing different roles
Call 'em stunt doubles
Call 'em, call 'em stunt doubles
Call 'em stunt doubles
Call 'em stunt doubles, stunt doubles
