Search results for 'the shipped gold standard by fall out boy' Page #11

repetition
Girl you fuckin' wit a superstar
Writin' flows made from gold, check out my memoir
It's not a secret, bitch I been hot
And if you up for a trio,

and tone
Or hear your ringtone, bring your towel
Lated with unacceptable, but those are by your standards
And that's below my standard

Huh, I'm not standard

We set the standard as bosses none less
So the mission is go get it by any means
And we gone stand on that
Bra we tryna change this shit for

I write it down for the little revolutions
Peace to Anonymous, good looking out
I give it up for who's seeking the solutions
Scheme for the rest

myself with a tunnel vision
Surely I will see the light
SMD if you mirror politicians
They sold dreams but shipped out nightmares
You can't win if

Shit they can't faze me, you niggas is lazy
Think its gone fall in yo lap you niggas crazy 
Me and doughboy we striving to get mo boy 
Million dollar

Got caught in a Uber should've took a Revel (Skrt)
She said the chain on my neck a Gold Medal (Like What)
Mixing that boy with the gas...pedal
Can't

peace'd with demons underseas
I'm sold by Jesus
He don't want me
He burnt my scroll since infancy, huh
I can redefine lines
Every damn time, huh
Let me flip

to the side
Take 'em back to grade school make these niggas fall in line
They falling in line like I'm Major Payne
Don't play by the rules I create my own game

Mountain's on fire again

Now them Surry County boys
Well, they liked to make some noise
That Monadnock they took over every fall
It was a cold November night

Greed is in the heart of us all
Deceit is just apart of the fall
Greed is in the heart of us all
Deceit is just apart of the fall
These gold slugs

get out of my lane
You just not moeshy enough
See me in the dance I'm holdin' the cup
By the end of the night
Might roll with a slut
I love my team

you think you could fix our problems
By putting me on hold
Do you think you can pick me up again
And turn the ashes into gold
I swear this game is

the gold on my necklace 
Fake ass boy hollow tips eat intestines 
Jealous ass boy he gon really end up breathless 
Ride in the Lexus 
Hoes stay texting 
Fuck

and suffocate
You’ll see when your time is running out
And your place can be replaced
Your hands by other hands
Kindly, grow up and die 
These are the rules

You're nothing like those other girls
I don't know what to do
I'm trying really hard
Not to fall in love with you
I'm scared of getting burned again
but

Look...

I be shining, 
Bussin out the bars like a gold miner.
Talking that talk like I walk with the old timers.
Won't boast about my skill yall know my

understand fully
I know you got to take stand
Imma take you by the hand
Imma hand you all the reins
So you can start pulling

I know that doubt is taking over

Their frankincense and gold and myrrh
They gave to You and cried out Hallelujah

Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah

I know You came to rescue me

till the morning
I'd stay by your side
A cowboy ain't easy
To love and to hold
Those Lonestar belt buckles
And songs over diamonds and gold
Boys like me

Here ye here ye
And I present to you
Meen Man
A brown boy who fall's in lust on sight
Shh Shh listen up
(MEEN OUT THE GATES)
Yeah she wanna rapper

plots to maul nations out of shock and awe
Generation of ideas
Children who won't talk at all
Profits fall
Chalk on walls
Years spent on prison cells

complained if we slept on floors
It's Safe to say that we done weathered the storm
And that's the best reward
Rest assure
They the respect boy
Go and tell em

You pissed off, comin' at the jaw
Callin' out all the imposters set 'em
Up to watch 'em fall
Even if you had a second
Chance you would stall
I'm