Stand on Principle lyrics
by Q Da Fool
[Intro]
(E Major)
(Mouse Trapppp on the beat)
Got rich
Uh
[Verse]
I done got rich, still sellin' drugs, b*tch, this sh*t get harder though
Bro was locked up in that cage, he smiled, it made it harder
I been cuttin' off my family, I just pray that they move smarter though
I been cuttin' all my work, yeah, they complainin', but I'm pilin' though
Watch your right hand, damn, you wildin', bro
n*ggas in these streets don't even know what the f*ck they signed up for
Blockin' out the hate, I'm in the kitchen on the grindin' course
Glock up on my waist, no, I can't leave it, my dog died before
He actin' tough, but ain't bust iron before
She all up on my di*k, her last n*gga ain't touch her spine before
f*ck rap, lil' bruh, just try and score
If you got it for the low, don't trip, we grabbin' more
n*ggas super wilding, guess they ass ain't crash before
I keep steppin' just like a soldier, I'm trappin' off several phones
Showed n*ggas the blueprint, we done ran it up off several homes
I can get your whole crew hit, it's gon' feel petty though
These n*ggas jumpin' in a lot of sh*t that they ain't ready for
I could get the C8 'Vette, I could get the Trackhawk too
But I'ma stack this cash, you n*ggas broke, I ain't gon' stomp for you
You ain't send no shell for me, so I can't send no shells for you
You ain't send no sales with me, so I can't split this bale with you
I think like, "Man, what twin would do?"
Back bitin' a n*gga next to you, that sh*t what winnin' do
Love you so damn much, it's like that hate sh*t just ain't visible
You could be the richest man, you still gotta stand on principles
[Outro]
Still gotta stand on principles
'Cause this sh*t get harder though
I mean, made that harder
Yeah, smarter though
I'm pilin' though