Stan Lyrics

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all

Morning rain clouds up my window

I can't see no

Tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why

I got out of bed at all

Morning rain clouds up my window

I can't see no

Tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why

I got out of bed at all

Yeah, I do this for me

I'm a do it for the city I'm from

I do the shit for my brother and cousin

And mother do the shit all for my son

Like, what do you want

I'm just getting high, smokin a blunt

I'm just livin life, do what I want

F U, N I'm having fun

Scotty Barz, bitch I'm going the hardest

Ima go and get that money regardless

Drillin shit like I'm still in the project

Ha, bars

If you ask for it, then get it

Or shut the fuck up about it

Cause you talkin that shit

I can show you how to move in the jungle

Around them lions, tigers, all of them pits

Fuck a nigga cause all of them snitch

Broke niggas, yeah, all of them bitch

Gettin money now, all of them pissed

Pussy niggas, see it all on your lips

Catch a slippin nigga, go get a grip

If I'm pissed, nigga, with all the shit

Special K, I ain't talkin a kiss

But there is a twist

I do what I want and you do what you can

Niggas showin off, do it for the gram

Just don't understand

How these niggas gangsta takin a stand

How you say you gang, what is your brand

How you salty, you still lookin bland

How you throwin money in a strip club

But you ain't got nothin for your fam

How you got a future with no plan

Niggas said I couldn't, now I can

Niggas say he swimmin with the sharks

Promise swear to God, never seen you swim

Promise swear to God, I'ma be the man

Promise stay fly, never gon' land

I promise you that I'ma do this shit forever

Right here and it's never gon' end

Wait, wait

There is not even debates

I walk in the room and I'm makin a shake

I'm pushin P, started off with an eighth

Really, really, we can talk about it

I'm a thorough nigga, you gon' walk around it

I could kill a nigga just the thought about it

Make a nigga itch, yeah, that blood arousing

Really came from shit

We was in the houses with the cockroaches

And the little mouses, scramblin for quarters

In the little couches

I remember everything I came from

Where the pain from

Bitch, you ain't nothin

If you thing one could fuck around,

Fuck around

Fuck around, pussy punk

Bitch, twat face

Nigga, go and fuck around

You gon' find out

BARZ

You remind me

That it's not too late

Not too late

I drank too much last night

Got bills to pay

My head just feels uncomfortable

Im mister barz

And they'll be healthy

I'm late for work again

Even if I live here on the high