Michael South - Please Stand By lyrics

Being real is something I require
Tell that other liars try us
Used to live in many cities
I got dope suppliers pop quiz no fears don`t
Shed tears feelings disappear
Dealers in white Airs send the
Prayers through the night
See the bitches and the models at
The front door let them in
Clouds going in LSD every now and then
At the block there`s a
Letterman hold your pen
When your letters end stick your hands out
When you got no bands when you got no friend
You end up in a van full of
Feds cause your pockets teeming meds
Young bucks better say young fucks in
The town middle fingers up
You will never be the money man
(man who calling, they still calling)
They wanna make you blind with
That media shit, ads, publicity, promo
Fuck that, don’t be blindsighted (yeah)

Ayo Mon Ami count to three
Close your eyes imagine me
Bring down lower your heartbeat
Take a deep breath feeling free?
They say bullshit come in three
Yeap indeed take a D
Roll a blunt Smoke a tree feel better?
I`ve been there couple times before
Where the feelings now at? Gone
I`m down to earth know what`s worth my time
Voice like Sean Don they say
But I`m just a lil kid with the old soul
Back up of my benz they don`t know
Other state of mind they also
Want some me and time of mine oh me oh my

I`m tryina get off city noises
Man who calling?
Past memories get blurry but
I still be rolling
Them feds to blame my cats locked
Up we still be brawling
My presence is your absence man
You still be boring
Fashion clothes new style being fly
I came for it
Bitches fleek they good they thick
Oh my God oh Lord
Sometimes moving forward I go really
Really dumb for it
Man I got no love get your twitters ready
Game`s on