Lyrics:
Man
I don't understand what all you motherfuckers be rappin' 'bout!
Wait!
Lemme try to do it the way you do!
Maybe then I'll understand your shit!
the man you claim to be
Who's not afraid to tell me what he needs
You gotta know that you can't taste and see
What good a man if he's afraid of me
(Don't
feelin ya, but at I gotta keep it real with ya
Only when you got dough, niggas wanna be with ya
They feel ya out, find out about your whereabouts
Best
on the jet you don't come up on the discussion
And if you say you're balling we probably don't trust you
And I know plenty freaking hoes that probably won't
If you wanna be my love, you gotta be a little thug, oh
Show me how you run this city. Falling for me's easy breezy
Love a man who's hard but knows
I know man oh you keep on hurting
Oh but you're a man oh so keep on working
Only gotta hurt me once
Forgive ya but I won't forget
Only gotta hurt me
a centavo infested with worms
Man destiny is best that he learns
My accent divines hacking through your veins
Like you're in between the rail road track
a kpukashia
So I gotta be the better man with no brutality
Okpo I na afu m i na agba ishi
Nwuruwa gbara kai kai gbushawa eze
U na afuru na the boy dikwa busy
color struck/ assuming jealousy that doesn't exist/ not envious
You’re a star
You’re a star
(Keep your head up)
You’re a star
You’re a star
Brown skin
feel like he bout to vomit
Ice so cold man look like a summit
No Chris Brown but nigga I run it
When I kick that real shit I'ma have to punt it
Man yall
ready ohh girl I gotta roll it up, they be like bitch
You can get it long as you old enough
Exclusive nigga take it how you want it man
Take it from
period
You know, seventeen and delirious
Thinkin' we independent on that scared of our parents shit
See plan b really gotta be Plan B
Shit maybe C, D,
would you leave me to fuck with a whole new man
Now I gotta find a whole new plan
My mama keep telling me don't do xans
I know ma I would stop if she gave
Livin' beyond my means, don't know how I'm gonna get by
Livin' beyond my means, don't ya know a man's got to try
Don't know how it started, all I
stand out and raise your voice and shout
Be a man make a plan and take a stand and let it all hang out
Kiva kiva circle star you're in a circle star
world alone
I'll be fine by myself
I can tackle any task
I won't ask for help
Helped myself to failure
Could've used a hand
But it contradicts
What I was
you - gotta - know * that
All alone and by the phone, girl I'm waiting for your call ;
Telling me you will be late and in the end you never show
everybody's in a struggle
Oh, the whole world is a ghetto
Oh, the whole world is a ghetto
The ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
The, the, the, the
It be
that's tryin' to tell me something
Or will I ever stop thinkin' about it
I don't know, I doubt it
Subterranean by design
I wonder what I would find if
I actually feel like you're really sad
But if you wanna talk about it, we can talk about it
You can facetime me if you want
Um
It probably will be
Uh
Dickheads arise (Yer)
When I'm with the guys (Ya)
You know it's pass fast, duck ash with smoke in our eyes
Fat ass dime man that bitch could be my
stones, gotta be prepared
Sittin' 'round dreamin' how you 'bout to be a player
The years and the time fly, you ain't even workin'
Went by overnight you
also exhausting being right all the time
I’m kidding
Civil discourse shouldn’t be a thing of the past, yo
But if you vote for him admit - you’re at least
in the world so
Don't you say
I ain't doing it right
Judge a man by a stick but got a log in your eye
No, I Can't be mad at you girl
You're not
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