Freddy D - Stand My Ground

Just when you thought
It was safe
Uh they don’t wanna look
Us in our face nah
They just wanna live
On the mile high
AC/DC need ac
Quickly, two pictures of pac
And biggie. Who with me
The mob with me
Off to the pies
Deposits swiftly
I’m on the rise
The god is with me
Alright girl I know you would’ve
Pick me that white girl
The one
That rob Whitney
Off white pearls
Please come and get me
Come in my world
But please come gently
Ofifty buck fifty
Fuck with me, I’m kitty
Putting plats on top
Of the city
Grind from the
Gritty just to shine so pretty
Balled on the biddy
All for the skinny
Never called for a penny
Hostile my pops child
My ox smile with the box
Down
Throw the pots around
Making noise when the
Monsta
Stomp the ground
I’m popping now
I’m bopping out
JUst smashing em down
I came up no caps
And gowns
Just that hood life, bitch
I’m back around
Now I Stand my ground
Now I Stand my ground
Now I stand my ground
Saying hood bitch
And I stand my ground
Got grammar now
Big Cain Like
Hammer now
Change the flow
Now they hear
Me now
I’m throwing shots
They wanna grill me
Now
I gotta million dollar flow
Million dollar style but
I need the millions
And I need em right now
I got the boom boom
That can bring the flight down
If I bring the boom boom
I ma bring the flight down
Come vibe with me
No traction
Privacy mic Jackson
My eyes can see those
Fractions
She turned on by action
My Fashion be my accent
Been this dope since back then
Sit back
And blow mad pift
Then blow bars on
A bad riff
Get to them
Kids like I’m catholic
Make them digits do
Back flips
Kissing all them
Bad lips
We connected dawg like magnets
Watch out
My Mac slip
Like kraft chips
On cheese dips
For the mean whips
Stay cleanest
For the mean chips
I clean strips
Cash and cream
Be the sweetest
Flagged your team
And squeeze with, bang
My chest on some beast
Shit
Cause on some beast shit I be beasting
I Stand my ground
I Stand my ground
Good lid
Got grammar now
Cain flow Like
Hammer now
Change the flow
Now they hear
Me now
I’m throwing shots
They wanna grill me
Now
I gotta million dollar flow
Million dollar style but
I need the millions
And I need em right now
I got the boom boom
That can bring the flight down
If I bring the boom boom
I ma bring the flight down

Written by:
Frederick Smith

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