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Hollup, hollup wait
Make some space
Ain't got time for that
Standards sweeping floors
There's the door babe
You cry about it
And I leave on that

Stepping out of my black Maserati
High stacks standard
Price tags random
Broken times I don't remember
Sipping drinks start a flirt
Kicking shit punch that

a baccle Inna troat supose di baccle brock.
Moral standard lie down a full time it stan up.
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Well mi know yu ago vex anytime mi done talk.
How

can we please get back to actually holding some standards
Like real talk, last time that I checked
Money don't make the mind it's the mindset
And last

attitude,
Make no mistake
We've come to fuck you over.

Right time for double standards,
Getting stabbed in the back if you look back
Criminal minds,

space now I've finally found my place

I'm a raise my standards give it to me I demand it I'm a raise my standards and you know you want to have it like I

coming here to spoil me fun

'Cause if you ask me, drinking rum is standard
And if you ask me, playing mass is standard
And if you ask me, blocking drain

wish it was apprehensible
For everyone instead of living with in the standards of a stencil
But it's time to work 40 Hours a week
Time to clock in late

bitch with my brother's about to slam
I don't waste no time, people with low standards
Killin' these rap niggas, please pardon my manner

Big, big box

Hold myself to higher standards 
Gave my thoughts some time to grow 
Put my fears inside a blunt 
Watch my doubt & struggle burn 
Droppin ashes like bad

One day you value your life
The next you wanna die
It's what's convenient for you
And what's with the times
Expectations and standards 
You cannot

I been set my standards
Ain’t got time to wait on answers
Ain’t with going backwards
Don’t get struck as a bystander
Told you I’m a hazard
I’m a own

slanguage in a tight package
How you ballin when you thigh trap it? 
Her thighs lavish she visits to get her time managed
High standards I'm sticking

nerves 
Flipping chapters Got no time
For double standards 
Or an ultimatum 
You know I fucking hate em 
And what I got to say is
That if you take me back

more
But isn't that a double standard
When was the last time
They called
Yesterday, I didn't answer

Okay you got me, caught me
A little off guard
For

cuisine
Glad i aint fuck her that shit be extreme

Still remember when this ugly ass bitch hit me up and lied straight to my face
Why was my standard so low

backwards
Just keep on working
Raise my standards
While waiting for my time to come
Just turn the beat on
Murder drums
I be fuckin my grind up
Every day I

slave work
Like yo grandpappy's grandpappy in that grave dirt
Less laws less clause
Where's better standards
Where's the applause
Every time I step for my

change
It tortures me
But double standards are your anthem
Every time you leave

Can you hear me
I am calling out to you from beyond the grave
Can you see

better tongues on a sneaker I've seen better ears on corn
I've seen finer breasts on Frank Perdue's chicken so baby you better be warned
My standards might

their teenage years in the midlife crisis
But I can't change the world spitting a couple stanzas
Passivist trying to change shit call that double standard

My hairline’s a little higher
Standards a little lower
If time don’t make you wiser
It surely makes you slower
I’m sick of winnin little battles
I

kids are with their mom tonight, so I’m looking for a good time
And my standards hella high, I’m looking for a solid dime
And I will sweep you off your

don't walk themselves, no
Heels don't walk themselves, no
Taking my time
Setting the standard
I am the paradigm
Breaking the law
Never get caught
I'm