text: You dont know where we stand
  Its true
  Know the plan
  Last time I wrecked it, last time I whipped around
  Last time I did the whippets , last time I live reverse 
  Pour the brown, hit the reverend , last time I hit your crib 
  Last time there was no tenants 
  I done went back in myself, felt like Hell
  Fuck, I risked it, patience sеll 
  Found you livin, know you thrillin, not for sinnin 
  How I got my stripes and pеndants, backin out in the street 
  What is wild, let it be, ragers out, gotta eat 
  Not a vibe but a wave, with the sound by the way
  Count it down, by the days 
  To myself, know they wicked, with the moves 
  Im drinkin, off the juice, know Im drinkin
  I be smooth, then I lose it, yeah, yeah now
  You dont know where we stand 
  Its true 
  Know the plan
  Close the opera
  Hear the red and blue outside, I think our options up
  I recrossed it round the map, I had to line it up
  I be swervin on the waves, its like a line of us 
  Move in verse on my turf, Im outta line, I put in work
  I draw the line and cross it first
  I need the time, I need to search
  Its just like wine, it make it worse
  Skrrt, skrrt in the Vert, skrrt, skrrt
  Ride on land, Boeing jet, make it land
  In slow motion when I dance
  In your eyes I see your trance
  I run away and then you prance 
  If I show the hideaway would you hide out and let it blam? 
  Aint no time, Im facin scams, nah, nah 
  You dont know where we stand 
  Its true 
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