Lyrics
'Stand this
You're changing, I can't stand it
My heart can't take this damage
And the way I feel, can't stand it, mm
How you love me? I'm up in the booth (booth)
Said I'm lying, like show me the proof (the proof)
Get in my bag, put a sixth in a deuce (deuce)
She like, "Who Wockesha?" Bitch, that's juice (that's juice)
And you can't walk a mile in my shoes (my shoes)
You ain't throw as much shots as I threw (you threw)
You don't tote on the Glock like I do
And you definitely don't bend that block like I do (like)
Lately, I've been feelin' alone (alone)
But I'm clutchin' my chrome (my chrome)
Pray to my mama I'm gon makе it home
20 missed calls, I ain't answеr my phone (my phone)
Then I heard JB ain't make it home (home)
They say, "Flocka, keep up and be strong" (strong)
Nah, why? 'Cause that shit was wrong (wrong)
And I told him to keep that bitch on 'em
I got my front, but is you behind me? ('Hind me)
Get goofy like Martin and Gina
Or get greedy like Keisha and Tommy (like)
Then get deady like Whitney and Bobby
I brought my pole if she think she gon' line me (line me)
With the .30, I move extra cocky
If I ain't dead or in jail, they can't stop me (stop me)
Gotti and Notti and Scottie, my top three (like)
Need a smooth G to spin, call up Gotti (Gotti)
Sosa with Knockski in lobby (lobby)
Know a 'ooter who aim for skullatis
He be buggin', his name is Lil Notti (Lil Notti)
If I tell him to get 'em, I know that he got me (I know)
So I got him, he stay right beside me (beside me)
I be thinking like she movin' Wocky (funny)
She keep tellin' me, "Flocka, you got me" (she got me)
Is you gon' climb for me if it get rocky? (Rocky)
A parole shinin' through like it's hockey
Can't box right now, bullets punchin' like Ali (Ali)
Gotta keep it, I know they gon' watch me (watch me)
And I know that the feds tryna lock me (they lock me)