Tryna get her money, she was nineteen
Movin' to Miami was her life's dream
I told her she could end up on a wide screen
She liked that, so thought she was lightning

Stacy got the brib and the brand new bag
Goin' up good, so she can't look back
Goin' up fast so she can't look back
Why you holdin' on if it can't go bad? (Hey, hey)
Stacy got the heels and the brand new tags
Sticks in the new Chanel camel bag
Stacy goin' wild, yeah, you can't go back
You can't go back, you can't go back

Wanted the Rari', I walked up and bought it
I don't even think I thought twice that I thought it
Niggas on, never goin' back where I started
Chopped off the roof, I could see where my God is