Stand On My Own

The view from the top is immaculate

Too bad a lot of y'all niggas will never be this high up in your life

It's a damn shame but this shit is just how it gotta be

It's big Gutter Rose nigga you heard

Hold on

Let the beat build, let the beat build

Yea, yea, yea

I got God by my side so I don't need no new support

I don't really mesh with rappers, I ain't tryna build rapport

Tryna conquer everything, tryna ice out every ring

Show my mom I made it, nigga, that's in spite of everything

Check the quote statistics, I'm just tryna erode the system

HLR, I feel like Millyz in my own division

I soaked the game up from them older niggas, own volition

Them niggas had them white keys up in the Volvo whippin'

Learn to listen twice as much as what you speak

And depending on what you see, you might not ever share a peep

Niggas walkin' with a stick like they a shepherd to the street

Always jackin' lone wolves, but they look better as some sheep

These rappers been followers, they'll post up with a gram

Just to get a Kodak moment, click it, post it on the Gram

You know the feds takin' pictures too, but they ain't for the Gram

They for the newspapers gavel slammin' off the hand to hand, shit

I hope you know to stop, you own a Glock, don't own the block

Imaginary shooters, nigga, all you got is photo ops

Jewelry probably fake too, shit, all you got is Photoshop

Shorty body fake too, man, she just got a total botch

It's fucked up, you got the game fucked up

But still nothin' ever worse than when your name fucked up

I had to get it out the mud, my middle name tough luck

And Gutter Rose still on my back, so don't you get it fucked up, my nigga

Official been my state of mind before I tried to write rhymes

My family whipped up cocaina, a certified white line

Look at what it cost us prison cells, that's for a lifetime

Grew without my father still could tell I was his lifeline

Man, some go on treasure hunts, they lookin' for misfortune

And some go on dummy missions, lookin' for informants

Everybody strugglin', but some of this was torment

Had to keep that mask on, my true self was dormant

Man, watch how them roaches all scatter when the feds raid

Think this shit was bug spray, yo, what you think them thugs say

Trick question, you should slay all and say none

But how it really go is they ain't real when that day comes

I'm on my Money Mitch, but I ain't got no time for RICO

Go by my government, cause I ain't into none illegal

I get my money stack it, Gutter Rose has been established

Legal entity, I own it all, and include the masters

See, we may walk together, but at the end of the day, I stand on my own

That's how it's been, and that's how it's gon' be

I stopped caring about their feelings, stopped caring what they say

But I'll never stop praying that I see another day

Keep God by my side when I walk up to my throne

And with everything I've been through, know that I can stand alone