Kankan
sgpwes & TrapGoKrazy
Xhulooo
Yung Fazo
maajins
ParadigmOAO & mixed matches
ParadigmOAO & Lil Playah
ParadigmOAO & Yhapojj
ParadigmOAO & Kankan
ParadigmOAO & Yeat
ParadigmOAO & midwxst
ParadigmOAO & Swaghollywood
ParadigmOAO & Steele 11
ParadigmOAO & tana
Yeat
“Stood Taller” is an unreleased song from Yeat’s Alivë era at around March 2021 that was leaked as a snippet on March 27, 2021 on a old instagram post. Surprisingly, the song was going to be a official release but since it got leaked it didn’t.
[Intro]
Every time a back turn on me, I got taller
Every time they switched up on me, I stood taller
I'm never gon' change on my twizzy 'bout a dollar
How the hell we got rich and you got lame? Tell me that—
(Bhristo, talk to 'em slime)
[Chorus]
Everybody turned they back on me, but I stood taller
"How your money got so big, Yeat?" 'Cause yours got smaller (Let's go)
I was pushing wide-body Cutlis, you Impala
And I keep a couple baby bottles like a toddler (Yeah)
I'ma drip myself the fuck out, I don't need no stylist (Stylist)
Bitches on that white, on Miley Cyrus (Yеah, yeah)
Yeah, I told 'em, "I was nеver home" (Huh)
Yeah, I'm too hard-headed, can't admit when something's gone wrong (Ha, yeah, huh, phew)
[Verse]
Please leave me alone
I just copped a plane from East LA (Brr) to out in SoHo (Phew)
Wake up and I'm nodding off the Perc', I'm living slow, oh
I done stayed down for so many years, I finally signed, huh (Let's go)
Money touched the ceiling while all your shit declining (Declining, let's go)
Once that EDD start coming in, it's 'bout to change the climate (Woah)
We gon' see who did and see who doesn't, see who 'bout it ('Bout it, woah)
Yeah, they can see how many pounds I moved, talkin' 'bout exotics (Let's go)
I stopped geeking every week, I geek every day (I stopped geeking every week, I geek every day)
I stopped dreaming in my sleep, I live it every day (Yeah)
They ain't wanna see us win, they wanna hate (Let's go)
[Verse 2]
With that bitch, eat up with Bizzy, she eat my lunch meat (Ooh, ooh, phew)
I'ma hit this shit straight out the park while y'all been bunting
And I'm off the X pill, the munchies
Ah, I been off the gas, I'm not fronting (Woah)
Trust me, they love the way you spit when you get money (Yeah, yeah)
Trust me, I was higher than the heat on, I'm off these opiates
Trust me, don't get this shit confused, they come by bunchies (Yeah)
They confused, my music loud like they their bungee (Ayy, what, what, let's go)
[Chorus]
Everybody turned they back on me, but I stood taller
"How your money got so big, Yeat?" 'Cause yours got smaller (Let's go)
I was pushing wide-body Cutlis, you Impala
And I keep a couple baby bottles like a toddler (Yeah)
I'ma drip myself the fuck out, I don't need no stylist (Stylist)
Bitches on that white, on Miley Cyrus (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I told 'em, "I was never home" (Huh)
Yeah, I'm too hard-headed, can't admit when something's gone wrong (Ha, yeah, huh, phew)
[Outro]
Please leave me alone, huh