| Ain’t no love loss, when the bullets get tossed | 
| And you know it’s all fair in love and war | 
| How your man say he fam when he’s fuckin your broad? | 
| (How?) | 
| He run around contemplatin knockin you off | 
| How your connect got papers (How?) All this work fire | 
| 4−1-0 like he livin through The Wire | 
| He know the old sayin but you still gotta show 'em | 
| You only trust a nigga as far as you can throw 'em | 
| That’s why we keep friends close enemies closer | 
| H for holsters for snakes and cobras | 
| Fake smile on they face like they think they know ya | 
| I don’t know that brother he the type that snitch on his soldiers | 
| He was down with the whole scene part of the whole thing | 
| When he got caught switched up on the whole team | 
| I don’t need friends stick to P-N-C | 
| And B. Rob when we mob see our reality | 
| I’m a stand up guy, when I say put' em up, just put 'em high (Uh!) | 
| Just say what you say to my face, look me in my eye | 
| No matter who you are (What) Or who you were (What) | 
| There’s always some nigga try assassinate your character | 
| I’m a stand up guy, when I say put' em up, just put 'em high (Uh!) | 
| Just say what you say to my face, look me in my eye | 
| No matter who you are, or who you were (What) | 
| There’s always some nigga try assassinate your character | 
| Man alot of dudes talkin portray that image | 
| Only to get sacked at the line of scrimmage | 
| Always startin somethin that they can’t finish | 
| Actin like it’s all love like the game of tennis | 
| All the dude’s paper work find your name in a minute | 
| You know the type, run around like you straight up menace | 
| That’s the reason why I do dirt with no co-d's | 
| So when the people askin questions you don’t know me | 
| I mean I seen it comin up, dudes sell they soul | 
| Just to get lesser time and come home parole | 
| You know how Feds like to make them threats with no bottle | 
| When you let 'em see you sweat they like hmmm we got him! | 
| The prospect of never seein your family again | 
| Contemplatin will I be live again? | 
| Too late, once your cooperatin with them | 
| Your looked at, differently, through the eyes of men | 
| I’m a stand up guy, when I say put' em up, just put 'em high (Uh!) | 
| Just say what you say to my face, look me in my eye | 
| No matter who you are (What) Or who you were (What) | 
| There’s always some nigga try assassinate your character | 
| I’m a stand up guy, when I say put' em up, just put 'em high (Uh!) | 
| Just say what you say to my face, look me in my eye | 
| No matter who you are, or who you were (What) | 
| There’s always some nigga try assassinate your character | 
| I don’t say no names, write down no dates or times | 
| Soon as I hear a little glitch I switch up my lines | 
| 'Cause, I washed my hands with friends | 
| It’s just a tight circle that I call my men’s | 
| And the bitches on the bullshit lookin for a sport | 
| Move out the old hood to become a new whore (OWWWW!) | 
| Niggas stay blinded by the pussy and the shine | 
| Instead of being focused and staying on the grind | 
| Man! | 
| If loyalty don’t kill ya the gun will (Tell 'em!) | 
| Alot of people playin that role and none real (Uh!) | 
| But you can recognize 'em by the look in they grill | 
| You can smell fear on 'em like they lookin to peel | 
| Quick to tell d’s on 'em dudes is lookin to squeal (Uh!) | 
| Julian got knocked and he ain’t look for a deal | 
| One for the team is how you look at the field (Yeah!) | 
| But shit it ain’t hard to find when you lookin to ville | 
| I’m a stand up guy, when I say put' em up, just put 'em high (Uh!) | 
| Just say what you say to my face, look me in my eye | 
| No matter who you are (What) Or who you were (What) | 
| There’s always some nigga try assassinate your character | 
| I’m a stand up guy, when I say put' em up, just put 'em high (Uh!) | 
| Just say what you say to my face, look me in my eye | 
| No matter who you are, or who you were (What) | 
| There’s always some nigga try assassinate your character |