Say I'm havin' my way that's why these old niggas stay tryna' hate But I can't even cap mane they can't even relate
Since a young nigga I had a lot on my plate But I'm on god I always made a way, Bitch we was slidin' and Robbin' gorillas and apes Bitch, I already knew we would be straight through it all We still tall bitch we gon'
Make a way
Mane I don't give a f*ck about this bitch, she just play Why the f*ck she keep talkin' her period, late
I'm tryna' slick f*ck around and get cake But the Jake's inna way tryna' f*ck up da pape But I ain't finna play
With or without I'ma spray so on god this, yo day you gon' lay Word of a man play your hand no mistakes Better stick to the plan for your ass see them gates
Say I don't give a f*ck bout the dissin' All y'all got brothers that's dead
So ya'll just want attention and most of y'all never been wit it or been behind guns
When them bitches was dumpin' and clickin' Hoe on my bod say I'm different
BitchI ain't different you know that I'm just hella gifted
But I can't cap bitch I get it I know that we all tryna' run up some racks to the ceilin' But bitch, you can't get me
Ho, I ain't with all the gimmicks or none of that shit that you wishin' Bro got a brand new pole and it hold 24 That's on Kobe, you know that I'm hitting so don't play the middle
If you tryn' f*ck with them niggas then you can go f*ck with them niggas
But whenever we sayin' it's up with them niggas don't think that your ass won't get plucked wit them niggas One day we all gotta die, so don't look at me beggin'
For chances and ways to survive Used to say 40 or 9 till the 21
Came in my life now I love the 45, send some hot shit make em die
They like to talk bout the party, but ain't even' fye
Tell bro to drive sit in the whip count the 5 Once we hit bet we make it alive
It's the world of a man we don't live through a post
Bro got a Glock but that bitch it's a ghost
And it's took so you know that we ain't finna post
Say the drac do the what say the drac do the most
I'm on your rip, tryna' get f*ckin' close
Hope you don't even die from the shit that you post
Chill with the lo, niggas don't know how it go
We tryn' slide, and just left sum shit go
Say I'm havin' my way that's why these old niggas stay tryna' hate But I can't even cap mane they can't even relate
Since a young nigga I had a lot on my plate But I'm on god I always made a way, Bitch we was slidin' and Robbin' gorillas and apes Bitch, I already knew we would be straight through it all We still tall bitch we gon'
Make a way
Mane I don't give a f*ck about this bitch, she just play Why the f*ck she keep talkin' her period, late
I'm tryna' slick f*ck around and get cake But the Jake's inna way tryna' f*ck up da pape But I ain't finna play
With or without I'ma spray so on god this, yo day you gon' lay Word of a man play your hand no mistakes Better stick to the plan for your ass see them gates
Lil Uptwn - World Of A Man Lyrics
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Say I'm havin' my way that's why these old niggas stay tryna' hate But I can't even cap mane they can't even relate
Since a young nigga I had a lot on my plate But I'm on god I always made a way, Bitch we was slidin' and Robbin' gorillas and apes Bitch, I already knew we would be straight through it all We still tall bitch we gon'
Make a way
Mane I don't give a f*ck about this bitch, she just play Why the f*ck she keep talkin' her period, late
I'm tryna' slick f*ck around and get cake But the Jake's inna way tryna' f*ck up da pape But I ain't finna play
With or without I'ma spray so on god this, yo day you gon' lay Word of a man play your hand no mistakes Better stick to the plan for your ass see them gates
Say I don't give a f*ck bout the dissin' All y'all got brothers that's dead
So ya'll just want attention and most of y'all never been wit it or been behind guns
When them bitches was dumpin' and clickin' Hoe on my bod say I'm different
BitchI ain't different you know that I'm just hella gifted
But I can't cap bitch I get it I know that we all tryna' run up some racks to the ceilin' But bitch, you can't get me
Ho, I ain't with all the gimmicks or none of that shit that you wishin' Bro got a brand new pole and it hold 24 That's on Kobe, you know that I'm hitting so don't play the middle
If you tryn' f*ck with them niggas then you can go f*ck with them niggas
But whenever we sayin' it's up with them niggas don't think that your ass won't get plucked wit them niggas One day we all gotta die, so don't look at me beggin'
For chances and ways to survive Used to say 40 or 9 till the 21
Came in my life now I love the 45, send some hot shit make em die
They like to talk bout the party, but ain't even' fye
Tell bro to drive sit in the whip count the 5 Once we hit bet we make it alive
It's the world of a man we don't live through a post
Bro got a Glock but that bitch it's a ghost
And it's took so you know that we ain't finna post
Say the drac do the what say the drac do the most
I'm on your rip, tryna' get f*ckin' close
Hope you don't even die from the shit that you post
Chill with the lo, niggas don't know how it go
We tryn' slide, and just left sum shit go
Say I'm havin' my way that's why these old niggas stay tryna' hate But I can't even cap mane they can't even relate
Since a young nigga I had a lot on my plate But I'm on god I always made a way, Bitch we was slidin' and Robbin' gorillas and apes Bitch, I already knew we would be straight through it all We still tall bitch we gon'
Make a way
Mane I don't give a f*ck about this bitch, she just play Why the f*ck she keep talkin' her period, late
I'm tryna' slick f*ck around and get cake But the Jake's inna way tryna' f*ck up da pape But I ain't finna play
With or without I'ma spray so on god this, yo day you gon' lay Word of a man play your hand no mistakes Better stick to the plan for your ass see them gates
Since a young nigga I had a lot on my plate But I'm on god I always made a way, Bitch we was slidin' and Robbin' gorillas and apes Bitch, I already knew we would be straight through it all We still tall bitch we gon'
Make a way
Mane I don't give a f*ck about this bitch, she just play Why the f*ck she keep talkin' her period, late
I'm tryna' slick f*ck around and get cake But the Jake's inna way tryna' f*ck up da pape But I ain't finna play
With or without I'ma spray so on god this, yo day you gon' lay Word of a man play your hand no mistakes Better stick to the plan for your ass see them gates
Say I don't give a f*ck bout the dissin' All y'all got brothers that's dead
So ya'll just want attention and most of y'all never been wit it or been behind guns
When them bitches was dumpin' and clickin' Hoe on my bod say I'm different
BitchI ain't different you know that I'm just hella gifted
But I can't cap bitch I get it I know that we all tryna' run up some racks to the ceilin' But bitch, you can't get me
Ho, I ain't with all the gimmicks or none of that shit that you wishin' Bro got a brand new pole and it hold 24 That's on Kobe, you know that I'm hitting so don't play the middle
If you tryn' f*ck with them niggas then you can go f*ck with them niggas
But whenever we sayin' it's up with them niggas don't think that your ass won't get plucked wit them niggas One day we all gotta die, so don't look at me beggin'
For chances and ways to survive Used to say 40 or 9 till the 21
Came in my life now I love the 45, send some hot shit make em die
They like to talk bout the party, but ain't even' fye
Tell bro to drive sit in the whip count the 5 Once we hit bet we make it alive
It's the world of a man we don't live through a post
Bro got a Glock but that bitch it's a ghost
And it's took so you know that we ain't finna post
Say the drac do the what say the drac do the most
I'm on your rip, tryna' get f*ckin' close
Hope you don't even die from the shit that you post
Chill with the lo, niggas don't know how it go
We tryn' slide, and just left sum shit go
Say I'm havin' my way that's why these old niggas stay tryna' hate But I can't even cap mane they can't even relate
Since a young nigga I had a lot on my plate But I'm on god I always made a way, Bitch we was slidin' and Robbin' gorillas and apes Bitch, I already knew we would be straight through it all We still tall bitch we gon'
Make a way
Mane I don't give a f*ck about this bitch, she just play Why the f*ck she keep talkin' her period, late
I'm tryna' slick f*ck around and get cake But the Jake's inna way tryna' f*ck up da pape But I ain't finna play
With or without I'ma spray so on god this, yo day you gon' lay Word of a man play your hand no mistakes Better stick to the plan for your ass see them gates
Writer: Lil Uptwn
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