Stand Tall
Counting up this chicken gotta get it
I'm stacking up this paper, talking high up to the ceiling
Talking high up to the ceiling gotta stack and make it tall
And I would never, I would never, I would never fall, say
Imma stand tall, I would never fall
Imma stand tall, I would never fall say, Imma stand tall, I would never fall
Imma stand tall, I would never fall
I don't lie in the booth unless I doze off
These rappers claim that they hard but they be so soft
They start to yapping, I'm yawning, I be like oh lord
Just throw your mic in the trash and let me go off
I'm like the doctor when he said you staying over
They said he could compete but I'm looking he a goner
A killer my persona in my rap yea I'm corona
Put the green up for the smoke I ain't talking no marijuana
See if you act up, hope you know they really with that
You talking on the life of my the fam might lead to click clack
And I ain't with the drama so never was with the chit chat
I'm splitting through whoever I do it just like a Kit Kat
And I don't stress I know I keep true aye
The way I flow is unbelievable
I'm coming sick it's like I got the flu
And I ain't settling for number two nah
Counting up this chicken gotta get it
I'm stacking up this paper, talking high up to the ceiling
talking high up to the ceiling gotta stack and make it tall
And I would never, I would never, I would never fall, say
Imma stand tall, I would never fall
Imma stand tall, I would never fall say, Imma stand tall, I would never fall
Imma stand tall, I would never fall
I'm like Bruce lee, kicking it
Gotta keep keep a 100 on the dash when I be whipping it
Boy It's like a murder on the beat cause I be killing it
I'm giving ya the truth, most these rappers sounding ignorant
And I be watching I be looking like I'm Willis
Like this what's popping dawg? I can't believe they feel this
But I don't care I know I'm better I'm realist
You see it's fate there's no debate boy I'm the illest aye
Counting up this chicken gotta get it
I'm stacking up this paper, talking high up to the ceiling
Talking high up to the ceiling gotta stack and make it tall
And I would never, I would never, I would never fall, see
Imma stand tall, I would never fall
Imma stand tall, I would never fall say, Imma stand tall
Would never fall say, Imma stand tall aye, would never fall Woah
I'm stacking up this paper, talking high up to the ceiling
Talking high up to the ceiling gotta stack and make it tall
And I would never, I would never, I would never fall, say
Imma stand tall, I would never fall
Imma stand tall, I would never fall say, Imma stand tall, I would never fall
Imma stand tall, I would never fall
I don't lie in the booth unless I doze off
These rappers claim that they hard but they be so soft
They start to yapping, I'm yawning, I be like oh lord
Just throw your mic in the trash and let me go off
I'm like the doctor when he said you staying over
They said he could compete but I'm looking he a goner
A killer my persona in my rap yea I'm corona
Put the green up for the smoke I ain't talking no marijuana
See if you act up, hope you know they really with that
You talking on the life of my the fam might lead to click clack
And I ain't with the drama so never was with the chit chat
I'm splitting through whoever I do it just like a Kit Kat
And I don't stress I know I keep true aye
The way I flow is unbelievable
I'm coming sick it's like I got the flu
And I ain't settling for number two nah
Counting up this chicken gotta get it
I'm stacking up this paper, talking high up to the ceiling
talking high up to the ceiling gotta stack and make it tall
And I would never, I would never, I would never fall, say
Imma stand tall, I would never fall
Imma stand tall, I would never fall say, Imma stand tall, I would never fall
Imma stand tall, I would never fall
I'm like Bruce lee, kicking it
Gotta keep keep a 100 on the dash when I be whipping it
Boy It's like a murder on the beat cause I be killing it
I'm giving ya the truth, most these rappers sounding ignorant
And I be watching I be looking like I'm Willis
Like this what's popping dawg? I can't believe they feel this
But I don't care I know I'm better I'm realist
You see it's fate there's no debate boy I'm the illest aye
Counting up this chicken gotta get it
I'm stacking up this paper, talking high up to the ceiling
Talking high up to the ceiling gotta stack and make it tall
And I would never, I would never, I would never fall, see
Imma stand tall, I would never fall
Imma stand tall, I would never fall say, Imma stand tall
Would never fall say, Imma stand tall aye, would never fall Woah
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Writer(s): Jesse Rogers
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