What We Stand On

You know right off top
First things first
We from a whole different type of understandin'
Street niggas around the world

Let's go

Hard labor 'cause favor ain't never been fair
Don Ke, I know street niggas everywhere
Show me the money and I swear that I put pressure there
Breakin' down the whole square for the profit share
Them niggas hated but that hustler waited for his moment
Keep them bitches out your business, nigga, stand on it
Old paper plus new cake, make no mistake
Texas boys, separate the real from the fake

Young hustlers and OGs, the world's spinnin'
It can't rain forever, so real niggas winnin'
Water whippin' in the trenches with his last on
Fuck a witness 'cause business is what we stand on
Young hustlers and OGs, the world's spinnin'
It can't rain forever, so real niggas winnin'
Go get the money, come back with it, put your mans on
Fuck a witness 'cause business is what we stand on

Real close to that bag now at the forefront
Stood still for that close up, all bricks when I post up
Had to switch up my kick style, niggas licks now
Tightening up my circle's aim
New releases of that Off-White, them press nails and that purple rain
I still remember child lines, peanut butter and pancakes
Visitation restrictions for my gang related handshakes
I was always swallowed in game, true to my name
No matter what the picture, my frame is, it can't rain forever

I'ma stock it up about three, four times 'fore I ever go broke again
And I'm standin' on the business 'til my ankle need a healin'
And I bet them niggas never want smoke again
All this bread, bitch, you know we 'bout the toasters in
Oh, you can't see me, bitch, you better get a closer lens
Why you be pullin' out that money that ain't close to ten?
I went black and Don Ke went cocoa Benz
Let's go
You niggas know me and the game ain't never been free
If I start drippin' and pull out this pistol
Them niggas gon' run and go tell it on me
I keep on winnin' and I keep on ballin'
I'm MVP, nobody better than me
My pop been on West End for twenty-five years
You can tell I grew up on my vet in these streets
Boy, ima capital G

Young hustlers and OGs, the world's spinnin'
It can't rain forever, so real niggas winnin'
Water whippin' in the trenches with his mask on
Fuck a witness 'cause business is what we stand on
Young hustlers and OGs, the world's spinnin'
It can't rain forever, so real niggas winnin'
Go get the money, come back with it, put your mans on it
Fuck a witness 'cause business is what we stand on

Laid back in my lay flat, screwed up in my headset
Clicquot in my glass, in my store, this a bad bitch
Watchin' TV, good times, all the Fresh Prince
Choppin' down a bitch online, killin' time Pimp
Ho probably think she special, she ain't nothin' but a dumb trick
I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm thuggin' like my chucks is
Still in the trenches, but we stand on business
Puttin' on for the homies, I'm a Bompton Street legend

On, gang
Young hustlers and OGs, the world spinnin'
It can't rain forever, so real niggas winnin'
Water whippin' in the trenches with his last on
Fuck a witness 'cause business is what we stand on
Young hustlers and OGs, the world spinnin'
It can't rain forever, so real niggas winnin'
Go get the money, come back with it, put your mans on
Fuck a witness 'cause business is what we stand on



Credits
Writer(s): 0, Marcus Edwards, Howard Metoyer, Jeffrey James Sidhoo, Aldarian Davis
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