Stand Out

I ain't conceited I just know that I'm the man now
I try to take a back seat and still stand out
And I'ma make it on my own don't need a hand out
Member I didn't have dollar I got bands now
You try to touch me promise it's gone be a man down
No I can't count how times my niggas ran down
These bitches dubbed all of sudden they fans now
No I can't cuff these goofy hoes cause they be ran out

They call me chase I promise I will never chase a bitch
Wait for the money I know exactly what patience get
This glock my number two pencil
God wrote him I could erase this bitch
I could erase the bi-
Sorry I couldn't get the phone on famous shit
I think I gotta change up my number they keep on ringing it
I told her that song about her she keep on singing it
Everything be planned a private jet is how I'm winging it
2020 yeah it's foot they neck time
Cross me I'm never showing mercy
no it's no next time
I'm quick to drop a bomb like it's flex time
I said I'm quick to drop a bomb like it's flex time
They could never understand the pain I feel
Maintaining with the shit I go through really take some skill
I got a couple scars I know they'll probably never heal
Sometimes I get in my feelings and wanna pop some pills

I ain't conceited I just know that I'm the man now
I try to take a back seat and still stand out
And I'ma make it on my own don't need a hand out
Member I didn't have dollar I got bands now
You try to touch me promise it's gone be a man down
No I can't count how times my niggas ran down
These bitches dubbed all of sudden they fans now
No I can't cuff these goofy hoes cause they be ran out



Credits
Writer(s): Kyelle Peters
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