Stick Up (feat. King Los, Xander Taylor, MiEl RoStIc, Sonny Ski & Gwopped Up $peedy) [Remix]
Teyland
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Empty out the safe I'm needin' all the money I'ma empty out the bank Call me Robin Hood I'm in your hood Ain't nothin' safe Tell me what's a Kia When you ridin' in a Wraith 'Cause it's a stick up Pay me what you owe me, that and then some It's a stick up Never dodge the smoke 'cause we got big guns It's a stick up Cannon on the line, we carry big drums It's a stick up Rob the industry the way we get funds Took eight years, now a nigga make gold and shit Still a nigga neck ain't froze and shit Sit back try to set goals and shit Gatekeeper wanna keep closing shit My checks need more O's and shit Industry rather pay hoes and shit F*ck that shit and f*ck this shit 'Til my account tells your girl hold my dick I'm down, get back What's that, click clack (I need that) F*ck around and get taxed Played the game to get back (Run that bag) All my words be facts I'ma need me the max (Bitch) Teyland had me come back To kill again for them racks (Boom, boom, boom) See this is a stick up (Stick up) This Nina I pick up (Pick it up) I feel like Thor grabbin' my hammer Loki nigga with a stick tuck Teyland know that he like fam to me (Huh?) He tell me ride, I'ma gas up (Gas) Might pass the blunt, wait he don't smoke But I'll smoke a nigga for the bro, fasho' We don't dodge smoke Gun on me nigga (Nigga) I'ma raise it like a kid (Kid) Kick door in your crib (Ha) I just want money and weed, gimme that and I promise you'll live It's MiEl and Teyland, plottin' and schemin' Come up off this music shit is a lick (Uh-huh) Back on that shit, MiEl and Teyland on the beat Just call us the stick up kids 'Cause it's a stick up Pay me what you owe me, that and then some It's a stick up Never dodge the smoke 'cause we got big guns It's a stick up Cannon on the line, we carry big drums It's a stick up Rob the industry the way we get funds Yeah Okay okay, now Cash in (Cash in) Cash out (Cash out) Teyland 'bout to go and run the stacks route ('Bout to go and run the-) Hand the city roses when I blackout (Hand the city roses when I-) Not a Big Boi, but my pockets feelin' fat now Was a OutKast in the scene (Yeah) 'Til my schemes made some steam (Yeah) Soon M's on the way, I won't back down Never felt the love from below, underground where I rose (Yeah) Now your speakerbox makin' me a cash cow (Yeah, yeah, yeah) They think they clonin' Tyrone, his people, his throne From AI and eBooks (AI and eBooks) They never been in the hood, got shot by they own AI cross got 'em shook, huh (AI cross got 'em shook) Workin' out with the big dogs With the weight, now watch me cook, huh Top Ramen from the bottom shelf Makes sense that I'm overlooked (Uh-huh) They say the rappin' scene look rich like athletes Or look cute like Daphne (Yeah) 'Til the bogeyman's runnin' right after them Got a mask like DOOM with a massive scheme Gotta break the big bank (Bank) They tried first to rob me first, that's a mistake (Mistake) Wu-Tang with the C.R.E.A.M., I need a big cake Tony Starks is my sensei, now I'm outta hand on Wednesday I'm psycho active, psychokinesis blood Telepathic, tell yo' people uhh Get yo' masters or you blast 'em up Watch for snakes, they wanna switch it up But it's a stick up (Stick up) The getaway's a big truck (Big truck) Just gotta say the word When I'm on the line, King Los will pick up 'Cause it's a stick up Pay me what you owe me, that and then some It's a stick up Never dodge the smoke 'cause we got big guns It's a stick up Cannon on the line, we carry big drums It's a stick up Rob the industry the way we get funds Lemme ask 50 how to rob This rap industry without a Glock (Ah) Labels don't need a stick for get back (Ah) 360s how they spin the block (Block) Gimme that, gimme this, gimme that too (Yeah) Milli' cash, pretty bitch, titties, ass too (Yeah) Fendi bag, pissy whips, and plaque too (Yeah) You want that, here's a contract Lemme see where ya arms at Don't make a movement, you wanna name make this move man (Huh) This def' won't jam, dammit For the capitol we'll dump you in the Atlantic (Yeah) Ya face need to fix up, pay up please, I need ya signature, uh Forget ya message, identity raise ya fingers 'cause this a stick up No lawyer fees (Nope) Kidnappin' CEOs, I demand all legends get they royalties (Yup) And masters back Free the slaves that got platinum plaques Our culture made everybody rich But us, show me the money, bitch Y'all got me pissed Doin' this for De La Soul, TLC, and Prince Give it up, or the next Uber that you get gon' be a hearse (Be a hearse) It's a stick up, but I learned from the best Shit, y'all robbed us first (Robbed us first) Put in reps for this reputation Still waitin' on reparations (Uh-huh) If hip hop a livin' room (Yeah, yeah) Yo bloodspill gon' be decoration (Yeah) 'Cause it's a stick up Pay me what you owe me, that and then some It's a stick up Never dodge the smoke 'cause we got big guns It's a stick up Cannon on the line, we carry big drums It's a stick up Rob the industry the way we get funds 'Cause it's a stick up (Aye) Pay me what you owe me, that and then some (Aye) It's a stick up (Aye) Never dodge the smoke 'cause we got big guns (Aye) It's a stick up (Aye) Cannon on the line, we carry big drums (Aye) It's a stick up (Aye) Rob the industry the way we get funds (Aye) Okay Everybody on the floor when I run it, brrrr Nigga f*ck a clip, put the drum in, brrrr Load money machine and keep it runnin', brrrrrrrr Got a mission to go, is you coming Run wit' it (Run wit' it, wit' it) Got a itch I need to scratch and do something Oh, let's get it (Yeah) Nigga you frontin' (Yeah, yeah) It's a muthafuckin stick up (What?) Pull up in a big truck (Uh-huh) Niggas got me fu- fu- (They what?) Niggas got me mixed up, chop chop I ain't never see a dolla that I couldn't make I ain't never see a struggle I couldn't shake I ain't never see a real nigga with the fake I ain't never see a day I couldn't get the cake I ain't never see a muhfucka with a cape No hero gon' save me Di Nero gon' make me go Pesci Especially if it's for them chips like Casino The C-Notes gon' make me go nino New Jack City with a new Mack mizzy When I move back, make a nigga move back wit' me It's a dance move, nigga It's a chance 'cause the cash rules, nigga And I came to make a pick up It's a stick up ('Cause it's a stick up)
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Written by: Carlos Coleman, Demiel Rostic, Jameson Botswinski, Marquel Casey, Miles Taylor, Teyland Avery
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