Stand Tall Lyrics

My nigga my nigga

Don't worry bout it my nigga

Stand tall my nigga

Ball hard my nigga

My nigga my nigga

Don't worry bout it my nigga

Stand tall my nigga

Ball hard my nigga

My nigga my nigga

Don't worry bout it my nigga

Stand tall my nigga

Ball hard my nigga

My nigga my nigga

Don't worry bout it my nigga

Stand tall my nigga

Ball hard my nigga

I came through

In that Maserati, with stock rims but it's brand new

Well I'm lying it's sixteen but it look real clean

V12 sound real mean, but it's silent like a nightmare

When the blood smear and you can't hear that's a real dream

Check the scheme though

Only hollow tips, fragments stick like they Velcro

Get dropped when that thang pop hot like a hell hoe

I was living in a hell hole, trap house was a hell box

Now I ball so hard nigga need a headband and some tube socks buying new stocks

Flip that bought some new rocks; got a new bop

10k for a walk thru and walk thru like I'm Tupac

Reinvest in the hood nigga, still ride around in the old drop

And I ain't talking cocaine when I hit the old spot buy the whole block

Yeah I'm talking big game nigga fuck shoes clothes buy the whole shop

Put that there on gang nigga fuck fame clout stack more guap

Put that there on gang nigga fuck fame clout stack more guap

Like a fully automatic Glock nine drums won't stop

My nigga my nigga

Don't worry bout it my nigga

Stand tall my nigga

Ball hard my nigga

My nigga my nigga

Don't worry bout it my nigga

Stand tall my nigga

Ball hard my nigga

My nigga my nigga

Don't worry bout it my nigga

Stand tall my nigga

Ball hard my nigga

My nigga my nigga

Don't worry bout it my nigga

Stand tall my nigga

Ball hard my nigga

I came up

With some black ink, and some green loud, and a red cup

With a sharp mind and some ill rhymes then I manned up

Man I'm too hot turn the fan up, with a live sound turn the band up

Staying down in the background with my Tre Pound and my

Glock cocked

With fifty drum to the chest make a body pop lock

Test me I'm still hood even though I made figures

Twist locs into braids nigga, turn braids into fades clippers

Fuck around catch fade quicker, A's always come with the K kickers

Got a hair trigger

Bearing all my arms, praying that I bear with ya

Paranoia with the aim-and the will to live it could be a bad mixture

Casanova with the dames but I'm no lame sticking to a real scripture

A thousand words ain't shit if you can't see the multi-millionaire picture

A thousand words ain't shit if you can't see the multi-millionaire picture

A thousand words ain't shit if you can't see the multi-billionaire picture

A thousand friends ain't shit if they can't build a billion-dollar brand with ya

A couple bands ain't shit nigga, catch a lick if you my

My nigga my nigga

Don't worry bout it my nigga

Stand tall my nigga

Ball hard my nigga

My nigga my nigga

Don't worry bout it my nigga

Stand tall my nigga

Ball hard my nigga

My nigga my nigga

Don't worry bout it my nigga

Stand tall my nigga

Ball hard my nigga

My nigga my nigga

Don't worry bout it my nigga

Stand tall my nigga

Ball hard my nigga