Man of the Year
Aye
Yeah
I'm at home right now
Why this bitch keep calling my phone right now?
Aye, I told that bitch leave me alone right now
Yeah, I'm all alone right now, huh
Why this bitch keep calling my phone right now?
Aye, I told that bitch that I'm not home right now
Aye, leave me alone right now
I never went to Harvard
Fuck school, in the streets, I'm a scholar
I put the VVs on my neck, niggas they hate but ain't getting no dollars
Niggas they hate how I flex, I'm young and I'm rich and could fuck on your mama
I'm bout to run up a check, I'm sonning you niggas, I feel like a father
I put this shit on the gang
If niggas talk crazy, it's bullets to brains
My niggas they walk with that pain
You run up on me, leave you sleep in the grave
I'm trying be the man of the year, my diamonds they dancing, VVs on the chain
I do this shit with no fear, I'ma make these fuck niggas remember my name
I lost my brother, it don't feel the same
I'm blowing my smoke, just to cover the pain
Hating on me make you niggas look lame
While Benjamin Franklin is keeping me sane
Go dumb for the bucks, everybody a stain
I walk with a stick, wet you up when it rain
Bitches ain't shit, better watch who you claim
I fuck on ya bitch and she giving me brain
Cus, I ain't with that gang shit
Money be my language
Niggas always talking, but they don't ever say shit
So we put 'em in a coffin, leave a nigga faceless
Bitch you was my favorite
Now to me, you ain't shit
Raining down, raining down
It's raining down, raining down
It's raining down, raining down
Ohh, raining down, raining down
It's raining down, raining down
It's raining down, raining down
It's raining down, raining down, ohh
I never went to Harvard
Fuck school, in the streets, I'm a scholar
I put the VVs on my neck, niggas they hate but ain't getting no dollars
Niggas they hate how I flex, I'm young and I'm rich and could fuck on your mama
I'm bout to run up a check, I'm sonning you niggas, I feel like a father
I put this shit on the gang
If niggas talk crazy, it's bullets to brains
My niggas they walk with that pain
You run up on me, leave you sleep in the grave
I'm trying be the man of the year, my diamonds they dancing, VVs on the chain
I do this shit with no fear, I'ma make these fuck niggas remember my name
Yeah, I never got in to school
You was dub and I never got into you
I wasn't meant for you
Shades on, eyes low, fuck a interview
And I never been a fool
Ain't safe in my city, so I gotta keep a tool
We bringing them heaters through
Niggas ain't tough, better watch who you speaking to
Ain't focused on being cool
But when I get a bag, I'ma cop me some tennis shoes
And I hope I run into you
I got a yoppa that's shooting to finish you
I never went to Harvard, fuck school, the streets made me go harder
Cus I was broke and down bad and seen niggas do anything for a dollar
So I gotta make it up
Niggas is bitches and bitches be fake as fuck
With the gang, you ain't safe with us
I'm dunking on niggas, while you niggas laying up
So fuck it, the game is up
I'm making it clear, so you niggas don't play with us
I said fuck it, the game is up
I'm making it clear, so you niggas don't play with us
I never went to Harvard
Fuck school, in the streets, I'm a scholar
I put the VVs on my neck, niggas they hate but ain't getting no dollars
Niggas they hate how I flex, I'm young and I'm rich and could fuck on your mama
I'm bout to run up a check, I'm sonning you niggas, I feel like a father
I put this shit on the gang
If niggas talk crazy, it's bullets to brains
My niggas they walk with that pain
You run up on me, leave you sleep in the grave
I'm trying be the man of the year, my diamonds they dancing, VVs on the chain
I do this shit with no fear, I'ma make these fuck niggas remember my name
Told you niggas, I come alive at night
I'm just making sure my time is right
Pour the lean inside my sprite
Yeah
I'm at home right now
Why this bitch keep calling my phone right now?
Aye, I told that bitch leave me alone right now
Yeah, I'm all alone right now, huh
Why this bitch keep calling my phone right now?
Aye, I told that bitch that I'm not home right now
Aye, leave me alone right now
I never went to Harvard
Fuck school, in the streets, I'm a scholar
I put the VVs on my neck, niggas they hate but ain't getting no dollars
Niggas they hate how I flex, I'm young and I'm rich and could fuck on your mama
I'm bout to run up a check, I'm sonning you niggas, I feel like a father
I put this shit on the gang
If niggas talk crazy, it's bullets to brains
My niggas they walk with that pain
You run up on me, leave you sleep in the grave
I'm trying be the man of the year, my diamonds they dancing, VVs on the chain
I do this shit with no fear, I'ma make these fuck niggas remember my name
I lost my brother, it don't feel the same
I'm blowing my smoke, just to cover the pain
Hating on me make you niggas look lame
While Benjamin Franklin is keeping me sane
Go dumb for the bucks, everybody a stain
I walk with a stick, wet you up when it rain
Bitches ain't shit, better watch who you claim
I fuck on ya bitch and she giving me brain
Cus, I ain't with that gang shit
Money be my language
Niggas always talking, but they don't ever say shit
So we put 'em in a coffin, leave a nigga faceless
Bitch you was my favorite
Now to me, you ain't shit
Raining down, raining down
It's raining down, raining down
It's raining down, raining down
Ohh, raining down, raining down
It's raining down, raining down
It's raining down, raining down
It's raining down, raining down, ohh
I never went to Harvard
Fuck school, in the streets, I'm a scholar
I put the VVs on my neck, niggas they hate but ain't getting no dollars
Niggas they hate how I flex, I'm young and I'm rich and could fuck on your mama
I'm bout to run up a check, I'm sonning you niggas, I feel like a father
I put this shit on the gang
If niggas talk crazy, it's bullets to brains
My niggas they walk with that pain
You run up on me, leave you sleep in the grave
I'm trying be the man of the year, my diamonds they dancing, VVs on the chain
I do this shit with no fear, I'ma make these fuck niggas remember my name
Yeah, I never got in to school
You was dub and I never got into you
I wasn't meant for you
Shades on, eyes low, fuck a interview
And I never been a fool
Ain't safe in my city, so I gotta keep a tool
We bringing them heaters through
Niggas ain't tough, better watch who you speaking to
Ain't focused on being cool
But when I get a bag, I'ma cop me some tennis shoes
And I hope I run into you
I got a yoppa that's shooting to finish you
I never went to Harvard, fuck school, the streets made me go harder
Cus I was broke and down bad and seen niggas do anything for a dollar
So I gotta make it up
Niggas is bitches and bitches be fake as fuck
With the gang, you ain't safe with us
I'm dunking on niggas, while you niggas laying up
So fuck it, the game is up
I'm making it clear, so you niggas don't play with us
I said fuck it, the game is up
I'm making it clear, so you niggas don't play with us
I never went to Harvard
Fuck school, in the streets, I'm a scholar
I put the VVs on my neck, niggas they hate but ain't getting no dollars
Niggas they hate how I flex, I'm young and I'm rich and could fuck on your mama
I'm bout to run up a check, I'm sonning you niggas, I feel like a father
I put this shit on the gang
If niggas talk crazy, it's bullets to brains
My niggas they walk with that pain
You run up on me, leave you sleep in the grave
I'm trying be the man of the year, my diamonds they dancing, VVs on the chain
I do this shit with no fear, I'ma make these fuck niggas remember my name
Told you niggas, I come alive at night
I'm just making sure my time is right
Pour the lean inside my sprite
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Writer(s): Devaughn Jackson
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