Century

[Intro: Stunna Cold]
Aye
Duncbeatsmadeit
Aye, yeahhh
Aye, yeah, aye, yeahhh
Aye, aye, yeahhh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeahhhhhh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Stunna Cold]
All around, I got styles though
Pulling up with Vettes, horses like a rodeo
Road to the millions, 'o' like Cheerios
Road to the millions, 'o' like Cheerios
Calling on me, I can tell you why
Cause a nigga made it
Success, the fit is fly
My life is like a movie, an edit
Come around, I can never let it

[Verse: Stunna Cold]
Know my senses sharp, like machetes
Oh, ever since a kid
Nigga I was born and ready
Yeah, seen some troubled times
My heart heavy, I can never quit
Cause my soul would never let me
Yeah, I can't look at life and regret it
Tired of seeing my mama stressing
Gotta get her in that Bentley
On the road that I'm taking
Tryna be the artist of the century
Not no honorable mention
I'm a goat, forgot to mention
Ayeeee

[Chorus: Stunna Cold]
Yeah, all around, I got styles though
Pulling up with Vettes, horses like a rodeo
Road to the millions, 'o' like Cheerios
Road to the millions, 'o' like Cheerios
Calling on me, I can tell you why
Cause a nigga made it
Success, the fit is fly
My life is like a movie, an edit
Come around, I can never let it
(I can never let it, aye)