Man of the Hour

Vo, The Port, Product of the 90s

I'm the man so I do what I wanna
This is not an act homie this is my persona
Everything I do man I rub it in their face
Haters mad cause I'm doing what they can't

I'm the man of the hour (I'm the man of the hour)
I'm the man of the hour (I'm the man of the hour)
I'm the man of the hour (I'm the man of the hour)
I'm the man of the hour (I'm the man of the hour)
I'm the man of the hour (I'm the man of the hour)
I'm the man of the hour (I'm the man of the hour)

I'm the man of the hour, get paid by it too
You rolling with the winners ain't no way we can lose
I'm chilling with my homies sipping on a case of brews
Ain't time for the beef homie like I'm Hindu

Now put your glasses up best believe that we toasting
We are celebrating to the fact we made the moment
Trying to do it big without bragging or boasting
We be in the field while you be out ghosting

Cause we about it, homie what you saying
Life is too short ain't got time for the playing
I swear to God y 'all be fronting like a set of braces
I told myself I refuse to live my life basic and I won't!

I got the meanest demeanor when I come through
I've always been an outsider like a phone booth
Now I'm cooler than this bottle of Moscato
I'm the man of this hour and many more to follow. Vo

I'm the man so I do what I wanna
This is not an act homie this is my persona
Everything I do man I rub it in their face
Haters mad cause I'm doing what they can't

I'm the man of the hour (I'm the man of the hour)
I'm the man of the hour (I'm the man of the hour)
I'm the man of the hour (I'm the man of the hour)
I'm the man of the hour (I'm the man of the hour)
I'm the man of the hour (I'm the man of the hour)
I'm the man of the hour (I'm the man of the hour)

I'm the man of the hour, forever will be
It's tatted on my arm I'll forever keep peace
And gold on my body just to represent the Kings
And my third eye open best believe it never blinks and it never sleeps

Pulling out the old schools like matchbox
Y 'all too busy handcuffing like Matlock
I'm a youngin with a different persona
Black locs on my face like I'm from California, keep it rolling

Yeah I'm that youngin in your gold face
So tell them haters get stepping like a probate
Colgate fresh with more layers than a cold day, in the D I'm a G like Dolce

Well connected, highly respected, can get you rejected
Don't ever second guess it
Tailor made suits man they fit to perfection
Homie it's my time and never a second less than. Vo

I'm the man so I do what I wanna
This is not an act homie this is my persona
Everything I do man I rub it in their face
Haters mad cause I'm doing what they can't

I'm the man of the hour (I'm the man of the hour)
I'm the man of the hour (I'm the man of the hour)
I'm the man of the hour (I'm the man of the hour)
I'm the man of the hour (I'm the man of the hour)
I'm the man of the hour (I'm the man of the hour)
I'm the man of the hour (I'm the man of the hour)



Credits
Writer(s): Desmond Sutton
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