Standing on the Corner

Lyrics

[Hook] I went from standing on the corner to busting down bricks Young Juiceman, cuz, serving babies and nicks I'ma get this money or whatever it's gon' take And post up in your trap with the pounds and the weight I went from standing on the corner to busting down bricks Young Juiceman, cuz, serving babies and nicks I'ma get this money or whatever it's gon' take And post up in your trap with the pounds and the weight [Verse 1] Now, ever since a youngin', all I've been around is money Post up on the curb and catch all the junkies With straight drop whip, I had the apartment doing numbers Man, I ran that shit up in, like, five to six summers Moved to the store and I was still knocking numbers Bomb in the bushes, hot dogged them out of hunger Worked out the yard, red dog called from [?] With the [?], dog, they tried to take me under I shook them haters off like Fred and Barney Rubble Put me on probation 'cause they know I mean trouble Young Juiceman and my neck is like a jungle Just bought a Maserati off the pounds, bricks, and bundles Man, I got so much money, man, I just might buy a Zonda With a house on the hill, bought it just for my momma And my nephew thirteen, you know I caught the Hummer With so many bricks and my dimes look like numbers [Hook] I went from standing on the corner to busting down bricks Young Juiceman, cuz, serving babies and nicks I'ma get this money or whatever it's gon' take And post up in your trap with the pounds and the weight I went from standing on the corner to busting down bricks Young Juiceman, cuz, serving babies and nicks I'ma get this money or whatever it's gon' take And post up in your trap with the pounds and the weight [Verse 2] Now, in this street life, man, they come with crazy rules If you don't carry a torch, then you get your ass [?] That's why Young Juice stay connected with them tools I can't see no other way, put my picture on the news That's why I stay ten toes in these Prada shoes Man, I came a long way from eating chicken noodle soup Now it's calamari baked with a touch of mango fruit Young Juiceman, cuz, and my swag so true It's 50K a night, toed my bitch in Jimmy Choos Man, I'm balling off the chain and to you bitches, what it do? My wrist and neck is so frozen, walking ice cube Now, every day I wake up, it's a good day like Cube And if I treat you a bird, all you get is ocean blue Man, I'm flying in the donk, four inches plus two With a stupid color swag, dark navy times two Young Juiceman, cuz, Bouldercrest nigga, what it do? [Hook] I went from standing on the corner to busting down bricks Young Juiceman, cuz, serving babies and nicks I'ma get this money or whatever it's gon' take And post up in your trap with the pounds and the weight I went from standing on the corner to busting down bricks Young Juiceman, cuz, serving babies and nicks I'ma get this money or whatever it's gon' take And post up in your trap with the pounds and the weight [Verse 3] Now, to my D-boys working out the spots Be careful, dog, 'cause them snitches done made it hot Man, they hating on you, dog, 'cause you got them stupid knots But soon as that nigga slip, man, hit him with the dot Then back to the trap, making gwalla, gwalla knots Man, I think like a robber, nigga, always trying to plot While I'm riding on eight, trying to dodge them crooked cops But you pushed the wrong button, so the roof [?] Now I'm in the concrete jungle with the pounds and the blocks Lions, tigers, bears, yeah, I keep them in the stock Channel 61 every time the Juice walk Man, it's five bands flat every time the Juice talk And I'm smoking bubble kushy, three hundred for a quart And a deucey for a stack, that's how money walk And I came from the corner, so I guess that's corner talk Young Juiceman, cuz, with a pot and a fork