Date 2020-10-30
Category Foreign Music Download, Lyrics, New Music
E 40 I Stand On That
New Music Fridays are the gift that keeps on giving, and today marks the arrival of a new posse cut from E-40, Joyner Lucas, and T.I called “I Stand On That.” Produced by Traxamillion, who opts to follow the formula of “woodwinds = success,” the uptempo banger provides ample room for all three emcees to spit lengthy verses. Following the release of his recent Evolution project, Joyner Lucas sets this one off on a strong note, leading the charge with some double-time delivery.
Forty Water and Tip follow his lead in that sense, each one more than capable of matching Lucas’ pace. On that note, E-40 absolutely snaps in the second verse, stringing his words together without so much as a breath. “Don’t let a ho make us enemies,” he warns. “We family just like the Genevieves, stick to the script we don’t do sucka shit and we deep like a herd of the wildebeests.” Never one to be outdone, Tip Harris (fresh off the release of his own new album The L.I.B.R.A) fires off some dexterous bars of his own, showing major love to Too $hort and E-40 as some of his formative influences.
E-40 – I Stand On That (ft. Joyner Lucas & T.I.) (prod. Traxamillion)
[Verse 1: Joyner Lucas]
Ay ay ay ay look
This that shit that made me ball out on my old bitch, ooh
Yeah i’m chosen, i ain’t felt this sick since covid, ooh
Can’t control it, i got lit and now im zoned in, ayy
This my moment, i don’t trust a hoe i’m bonin’, woo
Maury Povich, I made a change, I had to be different
I hate when I’m stuck on the edge
I ain’t time to argue with niggas
I’d rather get money instead
Word to my folks, we used to be close
Now I’m just stuck in my head
I wanted a rose but I like to ghost
Before I’m makin’ love to the dead (Before I make love to the dead)
(lit, lit, lit, lit, lit)
I gotta step to the podium
I’m runnin’ shit like Napoleon
My niggas smokin’ petroleum
Back when a nigga had no DM’s
I had to clean with the other custodians
Nobody fucked with me, nobody noticed him
Now I’m that nigga that salt to your sodium
Bitch I’m the bomb, I lit the plutonium
Feet on the ground, I’m breakin’ linoleum
This is revenge, and all that you owe me
Was shorty my bitch, but she ain’t the only way
Yeah I’m a god, I know I’m the holy one
I do not smoke, but you gotta roll me one
You gotta, you gotta roll me one
She got a twin and I need the both of them
Streets can’t hold me
We not friends so please don’t ‘bro’ me
Bitch come blow me
Pull up my mamba, RIP Kobe, that’s my OG
Still no Grammy, but I got trophies, then I went OT
She text me lowkey, water emoji
Feelin’ myself like look what I built
Like look at my wealth, I did what I felt
I bet on my myself, reinvented myself
All the plaques I got won’t fit on my shelf
I’m sick of myself, jumped out of my skin
Hopped into my shell, I am feeling quite well
You ain’t been in my prison, won’t fit in my cell
Won’t fit in my pants, don’t look at my belt
I mean what I say and I say what I meant, my nigga
(I stand on that)
I’d rather be judged by twelve than carried by six, my nigga
(I stand on that)
I bet my own empire, to get on my kids, my nigga
(I stand on that)
Try to do everything with ’em that I never did, my nigga
(I stand on that)
I went through the storm, but I made a way, so I be aight
(I stand on that)
If you never cross me or did me wrong, I gotchyu for life
(I stand on that)
I built a team of sharks and all of them niggas will bite
(I stand on that)
If you got an enemy, I got an enemy, get ’em on sight
(sight, sight, sight)