Stand Up King / Another You lyrics

by

Kid Cudi


[Verse 1]
This life that chose me filled with hate and some hoes and lots of dough
Yeah, my n*gga, we sipping, grab that 2 liter, I got the 4
Please excuse my bluntness, oh, you don't smoke? Excuse my bluntness
No, don't try me cause you don't want this
Yeah, my Oldsmobile was stuntless
You a fake ass n*gga, I'm a stand up king
Fall to your knees and kiss this ring
Y'all hoes ain't got sh*t on us
n*gga, we too real, no jewels, all bling
Couple stripes, sipping that, flipping in the clique
Real n*ggas put two guns in the air
Let it out, two or three shots to let these f*ck n*ggas know
We up in here
b*tch ass n*gga, I'm king, this bread fine, I'm spitting these facts
You can keep your two cents cause I'm working with all these racks
b*tch ass n*gga, I'm King Chip, rhyme with a queen and two or three jacks
Yeah, y'all hoes can roll as long as y'all promise to relax
Can't f*ck with hoes that's too turnt up, her image gotta be flawless
Every damn as*h*le, what they call us
That's probably cause they can't call us
Got no communication with these lames, just let 'em keep faking
Been too patient, one shot turn n*ggas to patients
Just face it

[Hook]
You a fake ass n*gga, I'm a stand up king
Fall to your knees and kiss this ring
You a fake ass n*gga, I'm a stand up king
Fall to your knees and kiss this ring
You a fake ass n*gga, I'm a stand up king
Fall to your knees and kiss this ring
You a fake ass n*gga, I'm a stand up king
[Verse 2]
Have a goddess in my hotel, last few nights I sweat for God
Sink, their life so crazy, so many times I almost died
Everybody wanna be a boss here, everybody wanna be head n*gga in charge
Everybody wanna play killer but don't nobody wanna take that charge
You a fake ass n*gga, I'm a stand up king
Fall to your knees and kiss this ring
Y'all hoes ain't got sh*t on us
n*gga, we too real, no jewels, all bling
Tell these hoes I got that glow, I'm a always make sure you know
Blow was out 10 years ago, selling reggie outside the store
Post it up, gotta miss the seeds, got n*ggas out here tryina get a little cheese
Police don't say freeze, they just squeeze, yo Kimble rest in peace
b*tch ass world tryina hold me back, a lot of my n*ggas never seen ten rack
Money only good when you able to spend it
New Benz only look good when I'm in it
Real sh*t, n*gga got a brand new branding, when the new sh*t drop, I'm a be in it
Should've never told me time to get it, should've never told me sky's the limit
Level takes walking through the mall, b*tches thought they seen a Sasquatch
b*tch, come get these back shots, might as well call 'em rack shots

[Hook]
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