Lyrics:
Big Syke, Newt, Hank, Beugard, Big Sir
Y'all know how this shit go
All eyes on me
Motherfuckin' OG
Roll up in the club and shit, is that right
a stop by the barber; you can hit the shops in the harbor
Then get the chops or the lobster
Prime on twelve, dinner for dos
We begin with a toast, end
me through
As I was just about to give up
You took my hand said "Baby get up"
Now here I stand because of You
Stand because of you!
Who the Son
filed, makeup made
We can shock South Beach, shake up Dade
In a drop top Phantom with the Drakov blades
I'm a stop by the barber, you can hit the shops
said Stormzy can't be the king of grime
'Cause he can't do radio sets
Let's be real rude boy, I would light up a radio set
Like really I can't stand
Feet shoulder-width dumbbells in hand
Ready to lift take a stand
Arms straight down grip firm and tight
Pull 'em up keep it right
Upright Row lift it
ups and downs
Like brothers often do
But I was there for him
He was always there for me
And we were there for you
How can I put into words
What
(You're muthafuckin' right)
Fuck the police and Bone said it with authority
Because the niggas on the street is a majority
A gang, and it's whenever
where the handcuffs?
I'ma tie you up from the back while we stand up
Pullin' on your hair, kiss you from the side
Keep it right there, slingshot ride
left for him to claim
He said it's just like home
It's so low-down, I can't stand it
I guess my work around here has all been done
And the fruit is
Changed it around
Took away all guilt and shame
And now I stand tall with a testimony
For by grace through faith we are saved.
CHORUS
Took away the guilt
Batali 50 feet from the Pantheon
And that's my life, 60k for the glass pipe
I'll break it on your head if you don't act right
They'll be bagpipes
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Tahj Money)
Brr, we on (for real, for real)
NLE Choppa (we on)
They know we on
Woah, woah (brr)
Straight up
Thug
Spirits in the night, all night
Oh you don't know what they can do to you
Spirits in the night, all night
In the night, all night
Stand right up and let
Hey yo when this first started up, it was just Linkin Park
and then in the middle, came Motion Man
and at the end of it all, it was Kutmaster Kurt
watch her stay cool, calm and collected
Flexin', check it, never was on that stressin'
Cause she bring that hay for the day, what a blessin'
Right
on the street from a fire hose,
Doin' some hard travelin',
From hydrants a-plenty!
Well, a pack of dogs was standin' by,
I walked up to them and I said
, pestered for his location
You've gotta do right by your son
Experience life, stay on the right side of fun
No more of the dumb shit
We did enough back when
I'm faced with the facts
And a fist full of threats
I stand quite amused
At the end of my bed
I have no defense
For what I have said
As a handful
high (hey)
Da duh duh, I get superman high (hey)
Yeah, what it is?
Ball up in the club with 50 hundred-dollar bills,
Right hand ice 'cause I got
said, but I set precedents
And the standards and they can't stand it
My name shoulda been bastard, the shit shoulda been plastered
On my forehead with
power we can change up any view
Worthy overcomer that is what he said to me
We are champions
Let go all the doubt and take out all the clouds that are
on the living
Room floor
But like a lovely generator
You stand right by me
And if words were wisdom I'd be talking
Even more
So I keep on falling
night
Stand right up and let them shoot through you
Wild Billy was a crazy cat
And he shook some dust out of his coon skin cap
He said try some
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