It's like Stan you been flyer den a dove
All I do is push about you why you gotta shove
I was kicking n dawg wasn't worried bout a bug
Now that bug be my everything its deeper then love
That be my lil thug
Now You posted on my rug
Way before you dada was outchea smoking fugs
Even though it's tough
A nigga had enough
Life a war but I ain't letting death ever get the tug
Standing on business I already stood on
Everybody wondering what the fuck I been on
I'm a hotboy babymomma turn the fan on
Running outta aid when I'm finna put the band on
And I Swear
I'm sipping on Masson ion fuck with Paul
Told the lord ion know but you gotta free my dawg
But fuck it man we ball
Umma always get your call
In the hood as kids window shopping posted at the mall
Im hollering bout you homie you ain't never far away
JunkYardBaby gotta drop his nuts on thug holiday
Unc it's never hate nigga you a role model
Stan you on your own now I hope you full throttle
Ugh