PnB Rock hails from Pastorius and Baynton Streets in the Germantown section of Philadelphia — that’s where he found the “P” and “B” in his name. That’s also where he found himself in a bit of trouble.
When Rock was 13 years old, he got sent away to a youth detention program for fighting in school and committing robberies. When Rock turned 19, he was sent to prison; it was there where he learned to blend calming melodies with hard street stories.“There were people up there singing in the yard. They were doing the same thing that I was doing, but they were serious with it,” he remembers. “There would be crowds around them and that was our entertainment, everybody loved it.” PnB wrote his entire first mixtape RNB (Real Nigga Bangaz), while he was locked up and eventually released in 2014. “My first mixtape was highly anticipated in my city and I drove around selling them hand-to-hand,” he says, remarking that he barely made any money off the sales after he factored in the cost of gas. “It was all love because people got to take pictures and meet me face-to-face.”
The bubbling singer/songwriter explored his musical side; a side which was fueled by his mother’s massive CD collection which included albums from the Temptations as well as 2Pac, The Notorious B.I.G. and Jay Z. “My whole life I was surrounded by music. I didn’t really like anything else,” he says. “I didn’t watch cartoons, I didn’t play sports, I just liked music, money and girls.”
When RNB2 dropped in February 2015, Rock’s loyal following had propelled him way past his native Philly blocks. It was enough to earn the attention of a number of major labels, including Atlantic Records, where PnB Rock signed earlier this year.
If RNB and RNB2 laid the foundation, PnB’s newly released RNB3 will set the stage for a long career. Led by tracks like “Fleek” — a song which Rock wrote during his last day in prison and now has over 2.4 million plays on SoundCloud — RNB3 will be PnB Rock’s biggest yet.
On the Sonny Digital-produced “Alone,” he opens up about his shortcomings as a man, admitting that he hasn’t been the most faithful. “Maybe I could turn down 10, but I can’t turn down 20,” he sings about the amount of advances he gets on social media.
Then there are his more laid back tracks like “Feelin Like Diddy” and “No Time,” better known as the ultimate hustler’s anthem. “I’m just telling a female that I could give you whatever you want, but I’m not trying to be tied down,” he says. “I could entertain you and fuck with you, but don’t expect me to be committed to nobody. I’m committed to the grind.”
You see, when it comes to PnB Rock, it’s best to leave the flowers and candy behind. You won’t be needing them. “I got a new sound for sure,” he says. “I could touch different topics that these other artists can’t touch, because I’m in the streets.”
On September 12, 2022 PnB Rock died in a shooting at Roscoe's Chicken & Waffles in Los Angeles after his girlfriend posted their location on an Instagram story.
Stand Back
PnB Rock Lyrics
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Uh
Ooh
Hold up, stand back, yeah
I just peeped you tryna steal my swag, yeah
I just peeped I got these haters mad, yeah
Money on my mind, I'm tryna get a bag, yeah
I just spend a dub on my bitch, yeah
I just spend like eighty on a chain, yeah
Blowing like money ain't a thang, uh
When you see me, I be drippin' Fendi
All these hunnids in my pocket, bitch I'm getting plenty
Ride with a semi in this fucking Bentley
I ain't a killer but don't push me, nigga, don't fucking tempt me
Uh, every day another fucking deposit, yeah
I just signed a deal with kicks, I'm a fucking designer, yeah
Loyalty a must, and death before dishonor, yeah
Real nigga I won't talk put that shit on my mama, yeah
Spend three bands on a Moncler, yeah
Walked out the store with that Moncler, yeah
And you know that shit was on my back
I'm a fucking hypebeast, nigga I don't know how to act
Yeah, they done gave the wrong nigga money
Ever since I got it, I been blowing money, yeah
You a broke nigga, you be owing money, yeah
At the strip club, we be throwing money
Yeah, I remember I ain't had the shit
Now I'm having shit, I'm living lavish bitch
It's at least a five hunnid thousand under my mattress, bitch
I be fucking, ducking these hoes, I'm on my savage shit
Pulled up in that big beamer, they thought it was a rental (skrrt)
While I get my dick sucked, my seats massaging me (yeah)
It's so big inside, can fuck and have a menage in it (yeah)
She just like the squad and now all my niggas ridin' it (yeah)
Hold up, stand back, yeah
I just peeped you tryna steal my swag, yeah
I just peeped I got these haters mad, yeah
Money on my mind, I'm tryna get a bag, yeah
Dropped three hunnid on the whip, yeah
I just spend a dub on my bitch, yeah
I just spend like eighty on a chain, yeah
Blowing like money ain't a thang, uh
I spend seven thousand on a Balmain jacket
Looking like I got it I can probably fit a shotty in it
Now I gotta go pick up the pocket rocket
Just to get a thotty in a spot, 'cause I can't trust no bitches
I don't like little bodies in a big ass fucking Bentley
With a Spanish mami make her call me papi in it
I'm riding, windows tinted and she give me sloppy in it
And they tryna see who's in it, mind your fucking business
Money on mind it's always time to get it, yeah
Got Eliante jewelry so my diamonds glitter, yeah
I know she like the way I rock my Mike Amiri's, yeah
Got spikes all on my feet, so haters can't get near me, yeah
Hold up, stand back, yeah
I just peeped you tryna steal my swag, yeah
I just peeped I got these haters mad, yeah
Money on my mind, I'm tryna get a bag, yeah
Dropped three hunnid on the whip, yeah
I just spend a dub on my bitch, yeah
I just spend like eighty on a chain, yeah
Blowing like money ain't a thang, uh
Hold up, stand back, yeah
I just peeped you tryna steal my swag, yeah
I just peeped I got these haters mad, yeah
Money on my mind, I'm tryna get a bag, yeah
Dropped three hunnid on the whip, yeah
I just spend a dub on my bitch, yeah
I just spend like eighty on a chain, yeah
Blowing like money ain't a thang
In the song "Stand Back" by PNB Rock, the rapper discusses his flashy lifestyle and how he has come up from nothing to live a lavish life. The first verse starts with him noticing someone trying to steal his swag, indicating that he is a trendsetter in the fashion world. He also acknowledges that he has haters, but he is too focused on making money and getting the bag to pay them any attention. The chorus repeats the idea of him having money on his mind and spending it without a care in the world, emphasizing his wealth.
The second verse continues with the theme of PNB Rock's luxurious lifestyle, as he mentions wearing Fendi and carrying hunnids in his pocket. He also claims that he is not a killer, but he is not to be tested, as he has a semi-automatic weapon in his car. He talks about getting deposits regularly and signing a deal with kicks, which suggests he is a successful businessman. PNB Rock emphasizes the value he places on loyalty and the importance of staying true to himself as a real "nigga" who won't talk. He ends the verse with a reference to Moncler and how he spent three bands on it.
In the final verse, PNB Rock mentions how he spends money on Balmain jackets and even has to go pick up a gun just to bring girls back to his place. He references his Bentley and how he prefers to ride with a Spanish girl, who calls him "papi". He also talks about his love for Mike Amiri's and how he has spikes on his shoes to keep haters away. The chorus repeats, and the song ends.
Line by Line Meaning
Hold up, stand back, yeah
Take a step back, I see someone trying to imitate my style
I just peeped you trynna steal my swag, yeah
I just noticed someone attempting to mimic my fashion sense
I just peeped I got these haters mad, yeah
I just realized my success has made my critics jealous
Money on my mind, I'm trynna get a bag, yeah
My focus is on earning more money
Dropped 300 on the whip
Spent $300K on a car
I just spend a dub on my bitch
I just spent $20K on my girlfriend
I just spend like 80 on a chain
I just spent $80K on a luxurious necklace
Blowing like money ain't a thang
I'm spending recklessly and without regard for the cost
When you see me I be drippin' Fendi
I wear a lot of high-end clothing from the luxury brand Fendi
All these hunnids in my pocket, bitch I'm getting plenty
I have a lot of money in cash on hand
Ride with a semi in this fucking Bentley
I carry a firearm with me in my luxury car
I ain't a killer but don't push me nigga don't fucking tempt me
I don't want to hurt anyone, but don't provoke me or there will be consequences
Every day another fucking deposit, yeah
I make a lot of money through regular deposits in my bank account
I just signed a deal with kicks, I'm a fucking designer yeah
I recently signed a contract to design sneakers
Loyalty a must, and death before dishonor, yeah
I value loyalty above all else, and would rather die than be dishonorable
Real nigga I won't talk put that shit on my momma, yeah
I'm a credible person and will always stand by my word
Spend 3 bands on a Moncler yeah
I spent $3000 on a Moncler jacket
Walked up the store with that Moncler, yeah
I showed off my new Moncler jacket while walking out of the store
And you know that shit was on my back
I wore the Moncler jacket out of the store and it was noticeable
I'm a fucking hypebeast nigga I don't know how to act
I'm obsessed with trendy fashion and don't know how to control myself
Yeah, they done gave the wrong nigga money
People may have made a mistake by giving me so much money
Ever since I got it, I been blowing money
Since receiving a lot of money, I've been spending recklessly
You a broke nigga, you be owing money
You're poor and always in debt
At the strip club, we be throwing money
We're known for throwing a lot of money in strip clubs
Yeah, I remember I ain't had the shit
I recall not having much money or success in the past
Now I'm having shit, I'm living lavish bitch
Now I'm wealthy and living extravagantly
It's at least a 500 thousand under my mattress bitch
I keep at least $500K in cash hidden under my mattress
I be fucking, ducking these hoes, I'm on my savage shit
I engage in casual sex and avoid commitment, living life recklessly
Pulled up in that big beamer, they thought it was a rental
I pulled up in an expensive BMW that others assumed was a rental
While I get my dick sucked, my seats massaging me
While receiving oral sex, my car seats are massaging me
It's so big in sucking and fucking, have a menage in it
The car is spacious enough to have a threesome inside
She just like the squad and now all my niggas ridin' it
She's attracted to me and my friends, and now they're all enjoying the luxury car ride together
I spend 7 thousand on a Balmain jacket
I spent $7000 on a jacket from the high-end designer brand Balmain
Looking like I got it I can probably fit a shotty in it
I look successful enough to conceal a shotgun within my clothing
Now I gotta go pick up the pocket rocket
I need to go pick up my gun
Just to get a thotty in a spot, cause I can't trust no bitches
I need the gun to protect myself from disloyal women
I don't like little bodies in a big ass fucking Bentley
I don't want small women in my large Bentley
With a spanish mami make her call me papi in it
I like to date women of Spanish descent who call me 'daddy'
I'm riding, windows tinted and she give me sloppy in it
While driving with tinted windows, she gives me oral sex
And they tryna see whose in it, mind your fucking business
Others are curious about who's inside the car, but they should mind their own business
Got Eliante jewelry so my diamonds glitter, yeah
I wear expensive jewelry from the designer brand Eliante to ensure my diamonds shine brightly
I know she like the way I rock my Mike Amiri's, yeah
I am aware that she is attracted to the way I wear my Mike Amiri brand clothing
Got spikes all on my feet, so haters can't get near me, yeah
I wear spiked shoes to protect myself from those who envy me or wish to harm me
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Artist Julius Dubose, Kevin Gomringer, Rakim Hasheem Allen, Shane Lee Lindstrom, Tim Gomringer
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@ArgirisSergiannis
RIP PNB Rock, real guy no complexes at all, got me into hip hop really. Didn't deserve that at all.
@tompenkethman3080
I used to listen to this song all the time after 2k18 dropped, RIP PNB 🖤🕊
@yvngsavage8787
ongggg
@yvngsavage8787
hopefully 2k adds one of his songs back
@krj785
exactly bro
@wayne_72304
This was one of my favorites off of 2k18😥🕊
@nox8278
same bro😢
@Ren-no2kf
This song underrated af. This shit go hard
@VeriousDevOfficial
Facts
@joeyippolito6078
2k18 any one?