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Stand Out Video (MV)




Performed By: G-Up
Language: English
Length: 2:48
Written by: Garrett Carbaugh




G-Up - Stand Out Lyrics
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The way I'm feelin', is honestly so bleak and
I might just find a bitch and just f*ck her for the weekend
If talk is cheap, then stop talkin' out yo cheeks man
I'll throw some f*cking hands, you don't want that f*ckin' sequence
And this goes
To each and every one of you
Everyone who's doubting me, I hope you know I'm takin' proof
Cause if I end up takin' off, I know who I am taking, too
Not the stupid bitch, in and out my life like peek-a-boo
Stand out
I'm guessin' I'm the man now
Everyone who doubted me is standin' with their hands out
Stand out
Have the map, it's planned out
Remember who is here when I'm thinkin' bout the cash out
I'm the realest, told you "f*ck ya feelings"
I'm standing here just winnin', countin' money to the ceiling
I'm lookin' at these pussies thinkin' what their f*ckin' deal is
It ain't a f*ckin' question when they askin' who the illest
As for flows, you know I got too many of 'em
If I ever fall apart, I'm pickin' back up all my buttons
Haters never taught me nothin', no one ever taught me nothin'
So I hadda teach myself
Get to work
Be something!
So that's what happened
I was barely rappin'
Till I turned that shit around like I edited the caption
People think I'm cappin', I ain't rappin' bout no fashion
But I tell 'em just to fasten cause the shit about to happen
Stand out
I'm guessin' I'm the man now
Everyone who doubted me is standin' with their hands out
Stand out
Have the map, it's planned out
Remember who is here when I'm thinkin' bout the cash out
I'm the realest, told you "f*ck ya feelings"
I'm standing here just winnin', countin' money to the ceiling
I'm lookin' at these pussies thinkin' what their f*ckin' deal is
It ain't a f*ckin' question when they askin' who the illest
Snappin' all these necks, give a f*ck about a flex (F*ck a flex)
Open up my door and take a flight to LAX
Give a bitch Corona while she's talkin' bout her ex
She thought he did her bad, I'm about to treat her less (Hah)
I must confess, I got shit on my chest (Like what?)
I tell a bitch I love her just to get some f*ckin' sex
Broke up with fiance, now they blamin' me?
I swear to God my life's a movie, put it on TV
Stand out
I'm guessin' I'm the man now
Everyone who doubted me is standin' with their hands out
Stand out
Have the map, it's planned out
Remember who is here when I'm thinkin' bout the cash out
I'm the realest, told you "f*ck ya feelings"
I'm standing here just winnin', countin' money to the ceiling
I'm lookin' at these pussies thinkin' what their f*ckin' deal is
It ain't a f*ckin' question when they askin' who the illest
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The way I'm feelin', is honestly so bleak and
I might just find a bitch and just f*ck her for the weekend
If talk is cheap, then stop talkin' out yo cheeks man
I'll throw some f*cking hands, you don't want that f*ckin' sequence
And this goes
To each and every one of you
Everyone who's doubting me, I hope you know I'm takin' proof
Cause if I end up takin' off, I know who I am taking, too
Not the stupid bitch, in and out my life like peek-a-boo
Stand out
I'm guessin' I'm the man now
Everyone who doubted me is standin' with their hands out
Stand out
Have the map, it's planned out
Remember who is here when I'm thinkin' bout the cash out
I'm the realest, told you "f*ck ya feelings"
I'm standing here just winnin', countin' money to the ceiling
I'm lookin' at these pussies thinkin' what their f*ckin' deal is
It ain't a f*ckin' question when they askin' who the illest
As for flows, you know I got too many of 'em
If I ever fall apart, I'm pickin' back up all my buttons
Haters never taught me nothin', no one ever taught me nothin'
So I hadda teach myself
Get to work
Be something!
So that's what happened
I was barely rappin'
Till I turned that shit around like I edited the caption
People think I'm cappin', I ain't rappin' bout no fashion
But I tell 'em just to fasten cause the shit about to happen
Stand out
I'm guessin' I'm the man now
Everyone who doubted me is standin' with their hands out
Stand out
Have the map, it's planned out
Remember who is here when I'm thinkin' bout the cash out
I'm the realest, told you "f*ck ya feelings"
I'm standing here just winnin', countin' money to the ceiling
I'm lookin' at these pussies thinkin' what their f*ckin' deal is
It ain't a f*ckin' question when they askin' who the illest
Snappin' all these necks, give a f*ck about a flex (F*ck a flex)
Open up my door and take a flight to LAX
Give a bitch Corona while she's talkin' bout her ex
She thought he did her bad, I'm about to treat her less (Hah)
I must confess, I got shit on my chest (Like what?)
I tell a bitch I love her just to get some f*ckin' sex
Broke up with fiance, now they blamin' me?
I swear to God my life's a movie, put it on TV
Stand out
I'm guessin' I'm the man now
Everyone who doubted me is standin' with their hands out
Stand out
Have the map, it's planned out
Remember who is here when I'm thinkin' bout the cash out
I'm the realest, told you "f*ck ya feelings"
I'm standing here just winnin', countin' money to the ceiling
I'm lookin' at these pussies thinkin' what their f*ckin' deal is
It ain't a f*ckin' question when they askin' who the illest
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Writer: Garrett Carbaugh
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