Eyceman - Stand Me Up Lyrics

You gonna stand me up, oh oh oh

Ive been that wild mothaf*cker
Been that crazy mothaf*cker
Came to turn up
Imma take them drugs and party mothaf*cker
Got the liquor in your cup
Imma snatch it out your hand
And imma stick my dick in yo bitch if I can
Got me laughing to the A.M.
Man them uppers crazy
Downers gotchu drowsy, naw we through em in the playpen
Why you actin' like them KIDS
Actin' like Mac Miller in 2011 and shit
I could slow it down, told my
Lil shorty she should come around, after
That she gotta leave the town, imma
Be here till my skin ain't brown no more
So that's forever mothaf*cker best believe it
I've been tryina find a meaning, don't believe in Jesus
Triple six is in my mind I feel like a heathen
Goddamn drinking baby tis the season I just
Got the liquor, got the liquor, and I'm faded
Nobody nowadays wanna say
Congratulations, when you make it
They gon' talk behind your back because you know that they fake as shit
Im just tryina get bread like I work at a bakery
I don't know what to make of me
I don't know if I'm the Eyceman or Jordan
That Eyceman nigga he is just make believe
I came to attack and seize
Get back to the green yes please, yes please

I know that you can't love no one
I know that I can't trust myself
I think I might need some help
I do, I do, I do
I need you to save me please
I'm fighting me when I go to sleep
They tryina kill me in my dream
Freddy mothaf*cker tryina kill me in my f*ckin dreams

And you can take it how you want it
You can take it how you want it
Niggas they ain't growing up
No they ain't adulting
We just gotta get in Ford Focus
Niggas, in the bathroom
They was smoking
They was snortin'
They was drinking
Tryina figure out this life that we livin'
And we know, that will never get the piece
To the puzzle that we are looking for
And when you think you get an opportunity
They gon' go ahead and shut the door
In your motherf*cking face
Like you a Moorman tryina to get 'em to join the church
I know that that shit must hurt
But pull up your skirt you pussy ass little nigga
Cause life like Rocky Balboa, it's going to hit yah
In the chin
That's a f*cking uppercut you got to get
Gotta get back up and show 'em
That you tough enough
What the f*ck you running from
We don't take those stupid drugs
You can keep your double cup
But if you got that Walter White, you better let me know
I ain't talking about that meth I'm talking about that yayo-yo-yo-yo