Stand Tall (feat. NYC Kev)

I don't care if you losing you give it all
Run up get done up we hit them all
When i step on the court don't mean playing ball
Hold it down til i die nigga stand tall
Get money fuck the opps and fuck all the cops
Too many young niggas cold bodies done dropped
I done peeped all the envy and hate, nigga I'm fleeing the state
You know what go down when I throw up the rock

I heard what they said when my back was turnt
Put his face on a shirt rest of him in the dirt
Run up on gang nigga that's how you get murked
Gotta get to the top take whatever route work
Bitch i'm the face of the Bk
Told that bitch suck a dick like dthang
Nigga edot he ran like a relay
My foot on the gas 220 the dash on a weekday

Beam on the glock we gon catch them niggas
40 On tote we gon blast them niggas
Bunny hop into a backflip
Woo from the floss we let niggas have it
Early morning setting up the casket
Don't like to talk i move militant
Four deep in the v lil jazzy got milked could never be me

I don't care if you losing you give it all
Run up get done up we hit them all
When i step on the court don't mean playing ball
Hold it down til i die nigga stand tall
Get money fuck the opps and fuck all the cops
Too many young niggas cold bodies done dropped
I done peeped all the envy and hate, nigga I'm fleeing the state
You know what go down when I throw up the rock

My niggas gon ride for me
And if i die get a gun and go slide for me
You jack that you tough but you hide from me
Every nigga here wit me would die for me
Fuck all the opps i'm on the road to the rich
Two shots any opp got caught in the ridge
Last nigga dissed got shot wit his bitch
If you ain't fucking wit me nigga lil suck my dick

I do what i do cooking up in the stu
Big 092 rest in peace to the woo
Dissing on me but you niggas is fuu
Pussy boy ran and done tripped out his shoes
Big 38 on my body
Always on time nigga I'm neva tardy
Need a bitch that gon ride like a harley
Sorry bitch i don't say sorry

Woo to the rock you know i'm posted with my crips
Knock knock he getting punched through his jibbes
Fly to the 80s you know how it get
She getting dick so she jacking my set
Shake it baby come wine for the woo
News 12 jacking she toting a tool
Darryl Green don't get it confused Darryl Green don't get it confused

I don't care if you losing you give it all
Run up get done up we hit them all
When i step on the court don't mean playing ball
Hold it down til i die nigga stand tall
Get money fuck the opps and fuck all the cops
Too many young niggas cold bodies done dropped
I done peeped all the envy and hate, nigga I'm fleeing the state
You know what go down when I throw up the rock



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Writer(s): Ant Bands
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