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Sticks Songtext

Ay yo stealy turn me up
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Stick, stick
Huh
Sticks up, sticks up, sticks up, sticks up
Drinks up, drinks up, drinks up, drink up
Sticks up, sticks up, sticks up, sticks up
Sticks up, sticks up, sticks up, sticks up


Everything we do for the dream, for the family
Praise God, praise Elohim
Gotta thank him, everything I′ve seen God do for the team
It never made me envy, how could you resent I?
I'm so fly keep my angel on standby, too hot
Ain′t no bystanders at the campfire
I'm protected by divine, this verse hit him with the fear of God
Homie won't even attempt to fire
Toot, toot, toot, toot, toot, two
Aye, I′m trying to leave a big mark like Farrakhan
Ig the only place you people verified
Fake niggas walk weird you can always recognize them
I′m the antagonist, I antagonize them
I can see a fake bitch through the camouflage
Might tell you how I feel, but you won't like it
She can tell I don′t like her, man this hoe psychic
Homie got a new toy, not a buzz lightyear
Fuck around and find out don't die wondering
Even at my worst days I keep it a hundred
For every time I was down put my drink up
Tell every hitter, every killer put your stick up
If dope dealers praise God hold your brick up
Tell all the real bad bitches put your drink up
Man I don′t care what you claim, throw your shit up
We all pray and all bleed the same way
We all deal with pain trying to get paid the same way
We all love, we all hate, we all sin the same way
We all laugh, cry
Somehow don't grieve the same way
And funny how we don′t see the same way
I done made a rack once, lost it all the same day
Yeah I make mistakes like we all do the same way
But I never changed, some of y'all could never say the same thing

We all breathe, need sleep the same way
My opp he believe the same way I believe
I pray that one day all the hate ends, may we all make M's
Put my wrist up and see straight gems
Baby put your drink up if you hate men
Take a little sip too, only if you won′t budge
In the club we all friends anyway, don′t worry about a thing
Cause we listen and don't judge

Sticks up, sticks up, sticks up, sticks up
Drinks up, drinks up, drinks up, drink up
Sticks up, sticks up, sticks up, sticks up
Sticks up, sticks up, sticks up, sticks up


Ain′t shit changed but the way I see things
Made you think that a lot of shit changed, but it didn't
I done been a hothead ever since a jit probably
If you want the chill version of me call twin
Now I′m thinking M's baby, way past bands
Now I′m thinking family, I'm way past friends
Now I know that don't nobody care if you fail, if I get an opportunity I′ll take that chance
Understand well that we got free will, so if Will locked up
I ain′t saying"free Will"
Understand well that it's hard to be humble in a game
Where the fake seem to think that they real
Everybody hurt need to heal, all trying to work hard and pay bills
Thankful but not yet satisfied
Cause I still want better for myself, that′s the reason I can never sit still homie
Can't see the whole world from a small angle
It′s kids dying, why the hell would I be ungrateful?
I got faith, why the hell would I be unfaithful?
Even Jesus had Judas sitting at the table
Hardest thing I ever did was love my neighbor
My homie still selling Cane' and I don′t blame him
But shit different when you understand Genesis
Notice how Kane killed Abel in the script too
Notice how I told folks I'd be a better brother
I'd be a better uncle and that′s what I did too
Yeah that′s my dog cause he done seen my tears too
Bullshit I'm listening but homie I don′t hear you
Pray every day, tell a hater I don't fear you
You ain′t close to me, baby I ain't even near you
Say you chose for me, girl I wouldn′t even dare you
Lame folks I don't ever want to get compared to

We all breathe, need sleep the same way
My opp he believe the same way I believe
I pray that one day all the hate ends, may we all make M's
Put my wrist up and see straight gems
Baby put your drink up if you hate men
Take a little sip too, only if you won′t budge
In the club we all friends anyway, don′t worry about a thing
Cause we listen and don't judge

Sticks up, sticks up, sticks up, sticks up
Drinks up, drinks up, drinks up, drink up
Sticks up, sticks up, sticks up, sticks up
Sticks up, sticks up, sticks up, sticks up

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