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this shit
J man called me, saying you missing two bands
Well, I wonder where my niggas took from
But I'm a real nigga
I ain't saying nothing
When you
man
Out of all these niggas, they callin' me the realest
Started underneath the floor, now my money through the ceiling
Always staying on my grind,
Winner Man
My Elohim,i love Him
My El Shaddai, He died for me
I am that am made me who I am
Thank you God
Thank you God
Thank you God
Thank you God
all on me like they wanna hold hands
'Cause once I blow, they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the lead singer of my band
So I get off
all on me like they wanna hold hands
'Cause once I blow, they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the lead singer of my band
So I get off
a man, man, come on
Sometimes I wonder if anyone truly knows me, as I turn back, walking on my lonely, all alone
Down this road I know before, closed door
(Yeah)
I don't think that I was off on this (Huh)
Talking to my self conscious like, hmm
(Yah)
Man down
Man down
Man down (Man down)
See me looking, I
of friends around
I swear that life can only keep getting better man
And Ima keep my homies riding wit' me like forever man
Forever man, forever man
Forever
world, believe me
Nothin' make a man feel better than a woman
Queen with a crown that be down for whatever
There are few things that's forever, my lady
the lock of a real dog's mind be
The answer to the question chicks ask most the time see
Why my man cheat and give some bitch my heat?
Slap me one day
Show love if I think you're a hater
Me and my G's are doing it major
Faded
Us man ah chilling invader
All my gyal are naughty by nature
Man ah
Make me a heaven winner, too
I'm crossed by niqqa, my niqqas my foes bigger
My crew was having 3 guys, w then fought could pull the triggers
This shit
me (they all be, I be all over, man)
Hopin' that they get a shot of me (my nigga got more shots than a passport)
It's my swag (they wonder what's so
you got no flaws, no flaws
I'm not tryin' to be your part time lover
Sign me up for the full time, I'm yours, all yours
So, what a man gotta do?
What
Not trying to do any crimes
Not trying to prove all my rhymes
Now I know you got me
And I know you've got an enemy
It's behind the barrier, okay
atoms by multiples
Niggas couldn't replace me
I'm Sam Wilson - The new Captain America
Who can match my apparel
I'm parallel to numerica
I'm all about my
and being bothered by them psycho bitches
They follow me, peeking through my window and then they see me at home
Listen you pieces of human scum, just fucking
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
was a kid my parents abandoned me
I was picked up and I was raised by two clowns
They showed me I'm a Juggalo and how to put it down
I told him to be
is
And don’t shoot me cause I’m stating the facts
It’s white man’s game
Gotta lace up your shoes
Gotta button up your shirt
Gotta play it by
No going home, I'm live in the streets
Your girl got boom by this brown-skin G
Man do road like, "Money ain't for me"
Invade homes, we the housin'
a remedy
Shackled down now a menacing agreement
Consumes me
Dark spirits will soon be
Taking the reins
Now I do see
Regret run through me
Cause when one man
open him up like a Sprite can
Who's that? My man?
All up in my eyes fam
If a nigga move wrong
Mummy told me just to fight back
And even though I
Shout out to my weed man, I call him the geek squad
I smoke too much, I just lost my thoughts,
I'm feelin' like a retard
Got two bead freaks plus me
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