Stand (feat. Katona Wins)

Know they wanna get me picked off cause I'm standin' on biz You Know, I'm standin' on mine, and bro standin' on his And I preach to the streets, scripture one, back it in If the smell too harsh, go upstairs, grab the fan I'ma volunteer that bag, you can take it to the ten Get that dope from the city, we gon' take it to the sticks Shoot them Blue and Oranges out, like I'm playin' with the Knicks On the field with John Madden, everyday, I Dodge a Blitz Know they wanna get me picked off cause I'm standin' on biz You Know, I'm standin' on mine, and bruh's standin' on his And I preach to the streets, scripture one, bag it in If the smell too harsh, go upstairs, grab the fan I'ma volunteer that bag, you can take it to the ten Get that dope from the city, we gon' take it to the sticks Shoot them blue and oranges out, like I'm playin' with the Knicks On the field with John Madden, everyday, I Dodge the Blitz Kso, wanna bag, nigga, yes, sir Faviorte idol was Serena,junkies, gettin' served K- SO he a Man of Action, like all Verbs K- SO he been chasin' bags since, tall shirts How I'm gon' fall back and let God work When them niggas even tried to leave me on a shirt Even worse I raised Em up, it had my feelings hurt Before we show them boys filthy, they ain't no dirty Before we showed them boys chops, they ain't kno Yop They ain't even know ARs came wit no stock Before Bookie told on whites, I ain't kno cops Before that judge swung that gavel, you ain't no cots Beefin wit you small fries, I ain't no tot Who the f*ck called next, they ain't no comp I don't never break a sweat, getting my work out Me and Fat Boi, finna pull up to the surp house All my brothers stalk, they pray they doin' stakeouts You ain't ready for that life, take the safe route I just pray they throw rab and nem, case out How the f*ck you dangerous and your face, out? Ever since we lost Ty, we been spaced out That mean we bugged up, I'm supposed to be the princess But I'm thugged up, really pose to be detoxing But I'm mugged up, you know I'm out here chasin' bags I can't be hugged up, Ia never love the streets Cause they don't love us, I told bro to keep his pole And don't get dubbed up, f*ck all the dead opps I get Em dug up, when it comes to walk downs No one above us Know they wanna get me picked off Cause I'm standin' on biz, you know I'm standin' on mine And bro standin' on his, and I preach to the streets Scripture one, bag it in, if the smell too harsh Go upstairs, grab the fan I'ma volunteer that bag, you can take it to the ten Get that dope from the city, we gon' take it to the sticks Shoot them blue and oranges out, like I'm playin' with the Knicks On the field with John Madden, everyday, I Dodge a Blitz