My Stance Lyrics

One at a time, I see you in line, I'm up in the front

You're not a dime, you're on the decline, I know you front

I know the truth, I see it all, I'm seein' you

I'm seein' everything

I'm seein' all of the lies just come through

I gotta do different shit, I been

On the loose since my pen got juice

I'm in the system, man, I'm proof

That a new age is here, that's truth

I got a hit list, I'll list you

You doin' business with guess who

None other than that GOAT that's Cusa

You got a problem, you get bruised

One for the money, two for my tracks

Three for more haters and four for more cash

Five for my label and six for backlash

Seven for all my brethren who takin' my stance

One for the money, two for my tracks

Three for more haters and four for more cash

Five for my label and six for backlash

Seven for all my brethren who takin' my stance

Got like 12 bucks

From my last LP, well, that sucks

'Til I get wealthy, I'll be fucked

I'm gonna sell these 'til I'm done

You're taking selfies with your money

I'm stayin' healthy with my money

Soon as I drop you all go running

You ain't important, bitch, you nothin'

Gonna free throw like I'm curry

You gonna throw your diss like Shaq

It's fine though, don't you worry

I'm gonna make sure you won't last

I shoot my shot like a 50 cal

Can't lose my thoughts, little risky, how

You choose, you fought full of 50 rounds

You cruise on down, feelin' tipsy, drown

In bottles full of that whisky, I'm feelin' sober

Drinkin' all pepsi, everything's over

You in the back seat, I'm in the front

Ain't callin' a taxi, I see clear as fuck

You ain't original

You just a wannabe drinkin' your liquor

No fuckin' ability, full of humility

You can't imagine how well I can kill a beat

One for the money, two for my tracks

Three for more haters and four for more cash

Five for my label and six for backlash

Seven for all my brethren who takin' my stance

One for the money, two for my tracks

Three for more haters and four for more cash

Five for my label and six for backlash

Seven for all my brethren who takin' my stance (Yuh)

Y'all getting famous off of some nonsense

First it was TikTok, now it is boxing

I want my millions, y'all can be toxic

I can get rich just tryna unlock this

Let's get some food on the table

We gotta get some food for the label

I know that all of us grateful

That's why I channel my hate

To the rest of the world

I'ma fester and burrow

Gonna test all the ways I connect to the words

If you hate my shit, I'ma flip you the bird

I'ma clip your wings with a knife and then turn

To the darkness, not gonna tarnish

All my work with criminal charges

Like every other day

I'm seeing a rapper locked away

R Kelly can rot in fuckin' jail

We ain't gonna have no more betrayal

Y-E-O, we never fail

Shit won't be no fairytale

Mic is on, forget the diss

Typing all my written hits

Sights are on with my trigger itch

Still wiping off these fingerprints

One for the money, two for my tracks

Three for more haters and four for more cash

Five for my label and six for backlash

Seven for all my brethren who takin' my stance

One for the money, two for my tracks

Three for more haters and four for more cash

Five for my label and six for backlash

Seven for all my brethren who takin' my stance