ManDown
Fuck da industry bro he ain't rapping what he living
Tied up my sneakers cause a nicca never tripping
I lost my lil bro I prayed to god asked for forgiveness
They took the project baby he been in that penitentiary
They took away my Nigga but my niccas steady thuggin'
Hop up out that sprinter have a pussy Nicca running
Have a pussy nicca sprinting having em dipping like sauce
Pockets fat big boy status yeah I'm talking Rick Ross
Bro done hit a lick he done came up on a box
Two bands up in eht car and den he started kicking rocks
Niccas say they we ain't living what we rapping we don't talk
Fuck 12 and all the agents yeah dis shit it ain't go stop
We shooting movies lights camera and action
He thought he was a star cause he seen the lights flashing
Was dissing on the gang so you know we had to blast him
We sent his ass to heaven yeah we turned him in to past tense yuh yuh
Capping watch these niccas they be capping
He said that he trapping he really ain't trapping nawl
Been through struggle i'm still at the bottom but the top is not that far
Yeah i really had to get it i had to get that shit all by my lone
I was stressing waiting on blessings now but I'm right back in my zone
Bitch don't play with me Please don't try to play me like a bitch
If you do you betta run cause i got 30 in this stick
Yeah he got shots to his back pussy boy betta no lack
I'm coming hard behind my brothers
Say sum slick then you get wacked
I love ta hear that gun sound
Bitch Ima menace I'll shoot onna playground
Think I'm lacking I'm Finna just play dumb
Soon as he reach Ima fuck up his face now
We ain shooting out no windows we hop out walk em down
Vuitton got my bacc greendot got a man down
I'm tryna stretch sum got me out body all I thinc about is red rum
Li bra innat cut like a doctor Finna shake sum
He break sum bad bitcc hold my Glizzy
She gone up it she ion mace nun
I'm onnat blocc all night get it in til da sun come
Pain and depression gripping on this Wesson
Long live hob I hope my Nicca made it up to heaven
Huuuuuhh scared for this moment
Greendot he hit my fuckin phone said pb wrote him
They said that living with the whites no it ain't change me
Bro died up in the fucking streets that's where I'm post to be
Can't trust these niccas all these niccas they be police
You said you really bout that life why don't you show me
Soufside baby grippin on dis banger
Know that dey gone try it Ima up it onna stranger Uhh ahh
They think they know me
It's more 24 shots no Ian Kobe
Yeah we hop out broad day get to shooting with that draco
Niccas really scary they know v gon make they face go
We shooting through the door ain't no looking through the peep hole
Dump the whole clip I ain't een have to reload
Pop out we let them shots off that nigga dead now
Cops out I fucked this thot damn they said I'm fed now
Hit a drill they said I'm youngan the way i Mandown
Fucked yo hoe she like my songs bitch yeah this ha jam now
Tied up my sneakers cause a nicca never tripping
I lost my lil bro I prayed to god asked for forgiveness
They took the project baby he been in that penitentiary
They took away my Nigga but my niccas steady thuggin'
Hop up out that sprinter have a pussy Nicca running
Have a pussy nicca sprinting having em dipping like sauce
Pockets fat big boy status yeah I'm talking Rick Ross
Bro done hit a lick he done came up on a box
Two bands up in eht car and den he started kicking rocks
Niccas say they we ain't living what we rapping we don't talk
Fuck 12 and all the agents yeah dis shit it ain't go stop
We shooting movies lights camera and action
He thought he was a star cause he seen the lights flashing
Was dissing on the gang so you know we had to blast him
We sent his ass to heaven yeah we turned him in to past tense yuh yuh
Capping watch these niccas they be capping
He said that he trapping he really ain't trapping nawl
Been through struggle i'm still at the bottom but the top is not that far
Yeah i really had to get it i had to get that shit all by my lone
I was stressing waiting on blessings now but I'm right back in my zone
Bitch don't play with me Please don't try to play me like a bitch
If you do you betta run cause i got 30 in this stick
Yeah he got shots to his back pussy boy betta no lack
I'm coming hard behind my brothers
Say sum slick then you get wacked
I love ta hear that gun sound
Bitch Ima menace I'll shoot onna playground
Think I'm lacking I'm Finna just play dumb
Soon as he reach Ima fuck up his face now
We ain shooting out no windows we hop out walk em down
Vuitton got my bacc greendot got a man down
I'm tryna stretch sum got me out body all I thinc about is red rum
Li bra innat cut like a doctor Finna shake sum
He break sum bad bitcc hold my Glizzy
She gone up it she ion mace nun
I'm onnat blocc all night get it in til da sun come
Pain and depression gripping on this Wesson
Long live hob I hope my Nicca made it up to heaven
Huuuuuhh scared for this moment
Greendot he hit my fuckin phone said pb wrote him
They said that living with the whites no it ain't change me
Bro died up in the fucking streets that's where I'm post to be
Can't trust these niccas all these niccas they be police
You said you really bout that life why don't you show me
Soufside baby grippin on dis banger
Know that dey gone try it Ima up it onna stranger Uhh ahh
They think they know me
It's more 24 shots no Ian Kobe
Yeah we hop out broad day get to shooting with that draco
Niccas really scary they know v gon make they face go
We shooting through the door ain't no looking through the peep hole
Dump the whole clip I ain't een have to reload
Pop out we let them shots off that nigga dead now
Cops out I fucked this thot damn they said I'm fed now
Hit a drill they said I'm youngan the way i Mandown
Fucked yo hoe she like my songs bitch yeah this ha jam now
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Writer(s): Bdg Youngan
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