Date 2020-11-01
Category Foreign Music Download, Lyrics, New Music
Stalley keeps his 2020 grind going with the new EP Cake. This project glides between several vibes and emotions in a short span of time. One of the best songs of the EP though, is “Multimillion Dollar Man” featuring Trippie Redd. This single really rides. The instrumental is comprised of melodic synths that can barely be heard over the live-sounding percussions. The spacious beat allows every syllable to be heard clear, and gives both artists a chance to play with the vocality.
Trippie delivers a chorus that fits right in line with his usual guest features. Although he does shy away from using his more aggravated and sometimes harsh melodic style and just smoothly croons on “Multimillion Dollar Man.” Stalley reminds us why he’s one of the most underrated rappers out there with bars that walk that thin line between inspiring and ratchet.
Stalley – Multimillion Dollar Man (ft. Trippie Redd) (prod. k?d)
[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Woo
Woo
Big 14, know what the fuck going on lil’ bitch
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, I know I’m a multi-million dollar man
But I still act like I’m starving
Nigga, I was bred that way
Nigga, it was hard to harvest
Now I’m on my way
Got us setting steady targets
Yeah, now I’m up at the top
On a different bar and margin, yeah, uh
[Verse 1: Stalley]
First deal got my family out the basement
I was flat broke, couldn’t make rent
Clock named me good, rapping starting to make sense
It was hard to wait my turn and practice patience
But greatness can’t be slept on
Those times was hard like the floor we slept on
Stay hungry, though, let the good times and the money roll
Kept the same appetite even though it’s plenty full
Cup o’ noodles in the mansion
Will and David got my diamonds dancing
760 BM and it’s prancing
Girls say my face and my pockets on handsome
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, I know I’m a multi-million dollar man
But I still act like I’m starving
Nigga, I was bred that way
Nigga, it was hard to harvest
Now I’m on my way
Got us setting steady targets
Yeah, now I’m up at the top
On a different bar and margin, yeah, uh
[Verse 2: Stalley]
They tell me flex some more, I tell ’em less is more
Ocean-front crib, we rest ashore
Murakami paintings with the marble decor
The Lamb’ truck is nice but the Chevy hard to ignore
You know I’m bowtie Plain Jane rocket
Cars are like the Mets sneaker room like Foot Locker
Big checks out deposit
Grind like I ain’t got it
‘Cause niggas never had it
The black boy from Massillon made it, nigga, this ain’t magic
Now I’m flying away
Soar so high, yeah, I found my place
Thanking Allah for all the times I prayed
Ask me how I stay humble, this is all I say
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, I know I’m a multi-million dollar man
But I still act like I’m starving
Nigga, I was bred that way
Nigga, it was hard to harvest
Now I’m on my way
Got us setting steady targets
Yeah, now I’m up at the top
On a different bar and margin, yeah, uh