Lyrics The Stands - N8te

Thoughts trippin again
But look at the fans in the stands
They all might think I'm the man
I understand
That's cuz I stick to the plan
That's cuz I stick to the plan

If i told you would u believe it
That I'm fighting my demons
But i still believe in Jesus
I could never be a heathen
Me and my maker we ain't never even
Remember them time my momma wasn't eating
Me and my brother was greedy
She pulling wonder like Stevie
I'm tryna get her a Beamer
I'm taking action I'm not just a dreamer
Ladies tryna get the bone like a femur
They tryna get some assistance like fema
Need some assistance like fema
They don't know that I'm a demon
Switching em out like the seasons
Ion even got a reason
Ion think i need a reason
Put my heart up in a freezer
Put my heart into the music
Love it I'll never abuse it
Sorry that i had to choose it
Competition you'll lose it
Down with me got to prove it
I don't catch hints bitch I'm stupid
Got to get money get money and loop it

Thoughts trippin again
But look at the fans in the stands
They all might think I'm the man
I understand
That's cuz i stick to the plan
That's cuz i stick to the plan