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Ain't no love on this one
Can't show love on this one
They was sleeping on me before
They got woke up on this one
Fuck street cred
Only dealing in cash
I'm from a place where manna tek mans tings
Aint bringin them back
Can't take big man for Likkle man
But know say mi wicked and bad
White ting with the big back
She want the sausage
Give her the bangers and mash
I hit the studio on a vibers
We got the liquor and grade
If we talking food
Manna line man up like I got the trimmer and blade
Set man had to cut when it got sticky
We call them scissors and tape
No love for a hero
Even superman nearly slip on his cape
They can't walk a day in my shoes not even my slippers socks
I've never once sold out Ask the mandem
I've always had it in stock
And I couldn't kare less about a pandemic
I'm tryna get rid of this Bob
Out where curb is customer service
My man's good at his job
I got like an hour to pattern these zeds
I can't do calls and texts
One time the price went so high
Had the plug sayin he might fraud instead
I'm from an environment where life is cheap
And talk is dead
Round there they don't take no chance
They don't flip no coins
They just flip mans head
Woi
I had to play that hand
In this game folding ain't an option
We had to change that plan
Any excuses I had the mute it
I had the hunger they had the blue print
Pulled some strings like I play acoustic
Then went hard like I took the blue ting
I Changed a few things
But she knows that I can't change my ways
I don't care if I made them wait
I just text her be patient babes
I just wanted 100 k
Hit the trap for like hundred days
I ain't playing this numbers game
Don't mind if I get hundred plays
Cause in real life I took so many L's this year
I had to pay tax on them
Then I Nearly lost mans head in this ting I had to use maps on them
But me and the money go together like big titties and back problems
The way man just
Pick up the beats like suh and drop facts pon them
Then I hit the studio on a vibers
We got the liquor and grade
If we talking food
Manna line man up like I got the trimmer and blade
Set man had to cut when it got sticky
We call them scissors and tape
No love for a hero
Even superman nearly slip on his cape
They can't walk a day in my shoes not even my slippers socks
I've never once sold out Ask the mandem
I've always had it in stock
And I couldn't kare less about a pandemic
I'm tryna get rid of this Bob
Out where curb is customer service
My man's good at his job
Can't show love on this one
They was sleeping on me before
They got woke up on this one
Fuck street cred
Only dealing in cash
I'm from a place where manna tek mans tings
Aint bringin them back
Can't take big man for Likkle man
But know say mi wicked and bad
White ting with the big back
She want the sausage
Give her the bangers and mash
I hit the studio on a vibers
We got the liquor and grade
If we talking food
Manna line man up like I got the trimmer and blade
Set man had to cut when it got sticky
We call them scissors and tape
No love for a hero
Even superman nearly slip on his cape
They can't walk a day in my shoes not even my slippers socks
I've never once sold out Ask the mandem
I've always had it in stock
And I couldn't kare less about a pandemic
I'm tryna get rid of this Bob
Out where curb is customer service
My man's good at his job
I got like an hour to pattern these zeds
I can't do calls and texts
One time the price went so high
Had the plug sayin he might fraud instead
I'm from an environment where life is cheap
And talk is dead
Round there they don't take no chance
They don't flip no coins
They just flip mans head
Woi
I had to play that hand
In this game folding ain't an option
We had to change that plan
Any excuses I had the mute it
I had the hunger they had the blue print
Pulled some strings like I play acoustic
Then went hard like I took the blue ting
I Changed a few things
But she knows that I can't change my ways
I don't care if I made them wait
I just text her be patient babes
I just wanted 100 k
Hit the trap for like hundred days
I ain't playing this numbers game
Don't mind if I get hundred plays
Cause in real life I took so many L's this year
I had to pay tax on them
Then I Nearly lost mans head in this ting I had to use maps on them
But me and the money go together like big titties and back problems
The way man just
Pick up the beats like suh and drop facts pon them
Then I hit the studio on a vibers
We got the liquor and grade
If we talking food
Manna line man up like I got the trimmer and blade
Set man had to cut when it got sticky
We call them scissors and tape
No love for a hero
Even superman nearly slip on his cape
They can't walk a day in my shoes not even my slippers socks
I've never once sold out Ask the mandem
I've always had it in stock
And I couldn't kare less about a pandemic
I'm tryna get rid of this Bob
Out where curb is customer service
My man's good at his job
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Writer(s): Jemal Willock, Sheldon Masters
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