Lyrics:
pocket
But I'm feel like I walk-in to the playground
Something she use to say
Still Stocks in my mind
oh shit they come again
The kids that as a child
nest, it could be blown away soon
The status quo is breaking
But still we keep on waiting
It's hard to believe in belief now
It's hard to put stock in
home
We win some more
Real people in the stands
No squares understand
Hold up
I'm Peter Holt
Own the game
Like I bought
Bout 100,000
Stock
Of GameStop
I
still posted on da clock
Keep dem bundles coming in
And I ain't talking bout no stock
Sunday, Monday
Tuesday, Wednesday
Bitch, I'm chasing gwop
Niggas
and made the dope sales drop
Like the crashin of Dow Jones stock
I had to connect to cross seals, to catch more mil's
Than ho-bitches got birth control pills
will feel a aftershock
Ten years later still be a laughing stock
'Cause we always make the play in the house
And we callin' niggaz out like
I'm all in with it with God on this pilgrimage
This game is the illest scrimmage the enemy indiscriminate
Hell who we stand against we know the gates
lacking?
We got them still in the package
You know they at a great deal
No money, we activate them
No refunds
But you can trade them for we press no
never made it out
Stuntin' for the youngin' still in the struggle
Coming up with ways to making out
It's Eastside, Andretti reporting live
Stand
a whistle
Nah my nigga shit's official, like a Jihad
Muslim with a missile catch me in the air we
Close to the nickel block
Nigga went platinum but I still
tryin' crack got em od-ing
How them hoes wanna get it with L
They know its cold enough to charge like a letterman sale
If they gonna stand behind
in the projects, and on my block
You diggy don't stop, sippin' on that private stock
Them block parties in the projects, and on my block
Them block
Standing in the face of triumph
With your head lifted high
You've come far on your journey
It's time to catch a vibe
Stand for Love
Stand for Love
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(London productions)
Blip blip blip blip blip blip
All these Niggas talking business but won't stand on it
7.62s they like
stand on
My square being real, until I'm gone saying And One
Foul shit, everything them vultures put their hands on
Promoting hand guns, or killing off
Gotta stand on our demands
Stand on our demands
Make 'em use the power in they hand
Or make em lose the power in they hand
Ain't about black vs white
Now
The trees darker, cartilage in my knees bothered Still move my feet farther than these niggas
I was held underwater, I was de-livered Being broke
know can never copy
Been the underdog still the champ
Call me Rocky
Ballin on these niggaz
And you know they can't stop me
If its bout money
Then you
to charge like a letterman sale
If they gon' stand behind the bars I'm in federal jail
I'm going far like a general mail
On that note I got the fellas
at
(Where the stock at)
On the block with them blicks
Where it's hot at (On the block)
We still posted on the block
Where he was shot at (Where he was shot
"What Goes around Comes Around" and I have
found that that's real
Cuz even with a stomach filled with chill pills I still feel ill
The other night I
Hey, Groove the window down, oh, shit I'm getting high
Still I'm cool, no A/C needed
Probly sliding down ya region off this Henny got me leaning
the gambling spot
Cracking jokes and drinking liquor
You still gotta hand me your watch
I'm in the kitchen with the pans and the pots
Razor on the plate,
your price I got everything
Come and buy it's going fast
Borrow cash on the finest terms
Hurry now while stock still lasts
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Roll on up, for
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