Stand Up (feat. Chevy Woods) - Wiz Khalifa

Stand Up (feat. Chevy Woods) (Explicit) - Wiz Khalifa/Chevy Woods
Written by：CAMERON THOMAZ/JOHN JULIAN/KEVIN WOODS
Listen I came in the game feet first
Hit the ground runnin' a hustler 'till I meet dirt
Gotta be consumption I'm pumpin the people need work
Love the niggas frontin' I came from nothing' and seen worse
The long armed khalifa reachin' with each verse
I got that food for your thought plus what the streets thirst
And you can ask around the haters'll know
I'm tame with the flow I'm sorta like the jaeger and blow
I see the dream like a martin' luther I preach to the constitution in peace
But violate it get that a** annihilated
I'm on the grind money is time so why waste it
And everything but my piss clean I'm high maintenance
You niggas are weak sweet like one of them now and laters
The cannon blast your candy a** if you try and hate it
I made it cause I stayed a couple steps ahead of y'all and
A hundred percent since benji got the bread involved I'm
Loving this sh*t come f**k with the prince
I'm leavin' heads hollowed like them things stuffed in the clips
And the streets gon' remember this cat name I'm beatin' the rap game
Just like ni**a huggin' the strip why
Cause that's how a hustler do fall back I don't f**k with you
We make it happen the clappin' know we can scrum with you
Yeah we can take it to the heads give you a lump or two
A fool is still team bring heat like a oven dude
Ladies stand up gentlemen stand up
This is pure skill far from damned luck
You gotta make a plan to never give your man up
And man up to positively stand up
Ladies stand up gentlemen stand up
This is pure skill far from damned luck
You gotta make a plan to never give your man up
And man up to positively stand up
Once again the youngest sin came to drop the hammer
How could a bystander feel that this is not bananas
We earn stripes you all hype in that propaganda
Gats spot you cats shot but not from cameras
Back glock cause snap shots'll stop your plan up
Stuck in my ways the haze taste like tropicana
Thinkin' the days of way back people will say that
The youngin' was gifted sick when he stayed back
Now the people listenin' play back I got it made
Obligated to getting passin' grades and blaze tracks
You'll be amazed at how I make units move
Self made twelfth grade boy I'll take you to school
I'm through the streets of pistolvania where my goonies move
Yeah the trip can't miss these trucks with the rims on them
And you can find me speedin' listenin' to big and em
Fresh outta class with the w**d tucked in my timberlands
Ladies stand up gentlemen stand up
This is pure skill far from damned luck
You gotta make a plan to never give your man up
And man up to positively stand up
Ladies stand up gentlemen stand up
This is pure skill far from damned luck
You gotta make a plan to never give your man up
And man up to positively stand up