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This is Southern Man B
4-4-8 shit, nigga
Big money
Meat money

Hand that shit over, nigga
You niggas got me fucked up, wondering where my pain come from
Oh, the pain in my mama's eyes when she lost her son
I'll never forget where I come from

You niggas is some motherfucking bums
Nigga, and I lost sisters, lost sins, lost kins, lost friends
We was brought and sold with no chance to win
So we commit sins

Robbing hand with snakes that curl and bend
Big money, nigga, to the end
They love to see you fold
Nigga, the world is so cold

They laughing at your gold
Nigga, stay bolder
Get bolder
Leave an odor in your mouth that you can't taste

Withstanding to defend yourself when the demons calling
You niggas on the field, but you ain't balling
I'm currently in my position
I hustle to pay the rent and then my son tuition

You niggas fishing, better bring the bait
Or be on first 48
Then I'm rolling out like a nigga on skates
Like Sylvester Stallone in that movie, I'm going to escape

Got you looking at your watch like there's no time to waste
But put you in that cage and get to changing your face
They want to know where I been
They want to know where I'm coming from

Nosey-ass niggas want to know what I'm doing
They want to know where I been
They want to know where I'm coming from
Nosey-ass niggas want to know what I'm doing

They want to know where I been
They want to know where I'm coming from
Nosey-ass niggas want to know what I'm doing
They want to know where I been

They want to know where I'm coming from
Nosey-ass niggas want to know what I'm doing, huh
With the smell of weed in the air
The world's so small, man

You can tell we was here
My girl call me honey like she think I'm a bear
Man, I knew this
I was fully prepared

You ain't ready for that hard
Better stick to soft
When times get tough, lines get crossed
Say he wasn't no thug and he too soft

Now he running around the hood turning TVs on
Don't nothing come to her nose but snot and boogers
Ain't nothing in my window but some fucking liquors
I never sell my soul to a hollyhooker

Let's talk about this bitch life and how far I took her
I'm a man now and I fucking stand out
Tell her to look at my life and see how I pan out
See they know me and they see me

I ain't got to pull a fan out
I took it out the country where I'm going to land now
I don't care where we land, girl
I fly private

If I listen to your story, it's so one-sided
Box full of dead bodies
I don't even hide it
Fire up and I party dog, shit's a violin

They want to know where I've been
They wanna know where I'm coming from
Nosey ass niggas want to know what I'm doing, huh
They want to know where I've been

They want to know where I'm coming from
Nosey ass niggas want to know what I'm doing, huh

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