Lyrics:
snitchin' shit is forbidin'
I was sittin' in da kitchen 'n' weepin wit hopes of getting back
All dat I forget to go blow see even 50 stacks
'N' now am
don't hit me right now, don't hit me right now
Don't hit me right now, bitch (man, let me call you back)
I'm doin' somethin' important
Tryna get
cautions about your misleading career
So quit it trying to be the top top tier
Never quit never been right here
Don't lie to me man
I'm trying to oof, right
am the producer
Life go only one way, it's up and down
Don't ever think there is no way and you're fucked right now
My man don't you let your soul
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
just realized I was born with a gift
Tryna get back to myself and shine Got stuck in my head
Aye yeah
Now I'm felling like I'm rich but I ain't Rich
now I'm rich (Now I'm rich)
I'm too playa (Too playa)
To argue for a bitch (About a bitch)
Now I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the ma-an
Couple bands got
man's get you
I pull up and pop in the
Trunk and it looking like hopscotch
Big blocks
Remember me hitting the juugs and licks
And ducking and dodging
bitch Nigga
And I never been no snitch Nigga
And I never been no rich Nigga
And I never sucked a man's dick Nigga
And I never fucked no man over
yeah, get it right now
(You the motherfuckin' man)
Let me get it right now
Get it right now (You the man)
'Cause I'm the motherfuckin' man
Lemme get it
Put am for Subtitle, cos right now
I feel in outta luck
The kinda paper i de chase
Na the ones wae de block
Cos billings don de show up
The young ones
knows what
I would've done if I wasn't locked
Up right now as soon as
I found out, I told them to just lock me in
And I've basically just been by myself
Young Mula, baby
I woke up all last night
I know this hoes ain't right
But you was blowin' up her phone last night
But she ain't have a ringer
Black girl with a big booty
If she a bad bitch, let's get to it (right away)
We up in this club
Bring me the bottles
I know, girl, that you came in
the other hats that I juggle (straight)
You niggas my little cuzzos, little niggas
Nobody sonning me
If am a sun, I'm the one you look up to
Fuck you
Big
'm Awkward, can't fit in
I was young when I clocked up am I different
Suttin ain't right yo somethings missing
No ps, had mumsy tripping
No ps and it got man
a man comin' on right now
He's garuanteed to throw down
He goes by the name of Wonder Mike
Come on, Wonder Mike, do what you like!
I say a can
Migos
Ay, ay, ay, nigga
Look at this nigga right here, man
Roll the window down, roll the window down
Bap-bap-bap, yeah
I made sure I hit his
on the grind
(Get up, get out there and make my motherfucking money, right now)
Forgot what I am, bitch? What am I?
I'm a pimp in every inch of the word
Every
can tell man's blessed by lord huh
Real calm thoughts, then I step up the order
Right now you look so elegant
No ones catting that style
When I hit up
feet pics
For 'em now I'm gone, sweet tricks
Need some money pawned neat kicks
Now it's break of dawn tweet bricks
I'm moving them on street rich
It's
coming by
I done fucked your bitch a hundred times
What the fuck your bitch got on her mind?
My fucking dick
I call her dickhead
Spicy like a Big Red
land
Time for me to just take matters into my own hands
Once I'm over these tracks, man I'ma never look back (8 Mile Road)
And I'm gone, I know right
'mma tell you right now
Golden Black up next
Crunches for 6 years
Now I'm walking on my own
All I have to say
I was never fooled by these hoes
All bout my
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