| Yes sir, I’m never standing out
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| I’m never standing out, oh, oh
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| Go Grizz
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| Man, this big Gates right here talkin'
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| Watch yo' mouth, no dissin' me, you know we all saw it
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| You say I’m fake, that’s your opinion, that’s just y’all story
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| Just face the fact I was y’all blessin', but y’all ignored it
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| Your quest for fame had you distorted, not acceptin' sorry
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| I’m really that, the streets a vouch, the people vouch
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| The jail a vouch, all the niggas in the feds a vouch
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| We held it down while in the drought, one of my cells a vouch
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| I’m standing' out, when it’s beef, I’m never standing' down
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| Stayed next door to Jermalo while in Saint John apartments
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| Couldn’t afford the rent, we moved with grandma, more like an orphanage
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| The neighborhood ain’t like us, say we came from New Orleans
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| Had some fights, I slung some iron in Baton Rouge, you recall it
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| Lee Lucas doing life, he left when I was 11
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| Had a job I did not like and started narcotic sellin'
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| I do it for me, I feed myself, fuck who not willin' to help me
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| We either die or go to jail, so what the fuck could you tell me?
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| Fully loaded MAC-11 when this pressure get applied
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| Got a brand new Glock 9 and I keep it by my side
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| You took the side of that lil' boy, done out of hatred, no question
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| Draw ya sword, get met with brute force, no second guessin' (up there)
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| Watch yo' mouth, no dissin' me, you know we all saw it
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| You say I’m fake, that’s your opinion, that’s just y’all story
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| Just face the fact I was y’all blessin', but y’all ignored it
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| Your quest for fame had you distorted, not acceptin' sorry
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| I’m really that, the streets a vouch, the people vouch
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| The jail a vouch, all the niggas in the feds a vouch
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| We held it down while in the drought, one of my cells a vouch
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| I’m standin' out, when it’s beef, I’m never standin' down
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| Still honor Tommy Wraith for everything he did for me, I was loyal
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| Got betrayed, it came with great disapointment
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| I thought we was under that law but your nephew’s an informant
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| Put the folks in my business, gotta set court appointments
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| Gotta suit up with lawyers, damn, this how we rockin'
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| They copyrighted my name and wanted 1 million dollars
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| The label laughed in my face, I had to pay out my pocket
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| Young Money closed the door and ain’t nobody wanna sign me
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| Travis Newman looked out, we in the apartment, we grindin'
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| If you want 'em wholesale, just pull up and we got it
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| Shout out to Ms. Connie, my heart on Carolina
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| I put diamonds in the T-O-P and all in the bottom
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| I ain’t never change up, let’s get that understood
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| I’m in that 70 805, they don’t show love in my hood
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| I ain’t never change up, let’s get that understood
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| I’m in that 70 805, they don’t show love in my hood
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| Watch yo' mouth, no dissin' me, you know we all saw it
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| You say I’m fake, that’s your opinion, that’s just y’all story
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| Just face the fact I was y’all blessin', but y’all ignored it
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| Your quest for fame had you distorted, not acceptin' sorry
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| I’m really that, the streets a vouch, the people vouch
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| The jail a vouch, all the niggas in the feds a vouch
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| We held it down while in the drought, one of my cells a vouch
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| I’m standin' out, when it’s beef, I’m never standin' down
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| I ain’t never change up, let’s get that understood
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| I’m in that 70 805, they don’t show love in my hood
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| I ain’t never change up, let’s get that understood
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| I’m in that 70 805, they don’t show love in my hood |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Vouch , by - Kevin Gates. Song from the album Chained To The City, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп