Manboy
I built this shit
Me, brick by brick and I'll be damned
If I let you tear it down
Just cus' you don't like the way Another nigga talk
Beefin' with my side ain't for the faint
You try and I'ma blank and leave you Lying on your flank
It's military, never see us totin' iron in The ranks
But bully niggas on they line like I'm Zion in the paint
I'm assigned to the bank, switched the Grind and got my hustle fixed
They told me you'll get chipped up in Them sticks if you don't tuck a blick
Nigga I don't trip cus' in the six they Know I'm tough as shit
60 on my wrist, 100k up in that duffle Stiff
She want a trip to Brussels strip for a Couple flicks
Body-kitted muscle whips and we ain't Have to touch a brick
And something foreign for my other Jawn
Them shottas keep me uninvolved
My youngin' push ya top cus' he ain't One to brawl
He got him a feature with Cuz, now He think he the plug
I was deep in the mud in these streets Shootin' three for the dub
The chief of the hub, my set be Showin Is' and 'em love
Forever keep my protection, shit I Sleep with a snub
It's never peachy they catch you gettin' sweet with the fuzz
If you try and even them odds, then they put that heat to ya' mug
They double back and hit ya' peeps with a slug
We got jealousy in the fam but I keep Ties that run deeper than blood
We make Salat and pray my ahkis Don't get locked away
My patnah' say he got betrayed for a Chop of ye
They copping tres, spotting prey and Letting choppers spray
So nowadays I operate by staying out The way
I preach a sermon to the soul like I'm Father Flag
I keep a 30 to and fro like I'm Dr. J
I'm mixed with Nas and Jay, Jada, Pac and Yasiin Bey
If it's bout the pay, I box and fade for That swap and trade
Boy you know how we bang
Pull up in that G Thang
I keep me and mine 'round the green She call me pea brain
We out here givin' free game
Watching who I keep 'round, they Hating on me deep down
Violate you, you keep playing
On my goony shit, I bet them niggas Panic
It come to food, I keep a grip in hand Just so I tip the damage
Sugar Shane, Isa get to dancing, he Gon' hit the canvas
Quit playing like you finsta' get the Can if you ain't quick to blam it
If I told her once, she know I'm sick of Sayin' it
You don't fit the standard, you a goof And we from different planets
Got it off a disadvantage, I don't take Shit for granted
And you ain't really sticking landings You just Instagramming
Fuck they call you Manboy
Cus I was a full-grown man
When I was still just a lil boy
Look, Uh
Yo I got it but still I'm acting like the Dough ain't came
And since the baby dropped, you Know the flow ain't changed
I'm still grindin'
I got a few hurdles, I'm still climbing
I done swapped out the CZ's for real Diamonds
They not bout what they preach but Still comment
Niggas not bout to play me like Will Bonham
Nigga it's still common for you to get Killed rhyming
And tonight I feel it all in the air like Phil Collins
Uh, muh'fucka I still got it
I know this shit is free but just pay me A lil homage
Ain't nothing really changed, you Niggas just don't inspire me
I only came back cus' my brother tried To retire me
Told me I'm washed up, oh you Niggas don't like modesty
I'ma have to talk my shit on this mic Properly
Any nigga claim that I'm trash don't Quite bother me
You'll die I put yo name in this pad I'm Light Yagami
Fuck it ya' wife slobbin' me up in a White Honda
She told me to pipe on her, I told her I Might ponder
Shorty thinkin' she hit a lick with the Right sponsor
Well baby all I keep is my dick and a Light conscience
Uh, not the type of nigga you could Roll with
Uh, Niggas still don't add up to my old Shit
Uh, Keep a automatic for that hoe shit
I hold it like my bladder on a road trip
The Henny that I'm on, it got me out Of my ways
Yeah I'm trippin' but the liquor really Get me in the zone
My friend he on the stove, they Thought that he would cave
But he can't, the rock chasin' him
He Indiana J. They tried to send him Up the road but they ain't have no Proof
If I see them niggas in public, make Em' rap on cue
It's a lot of niggas with writers dog And that's all truth
You see the god just really wanna Know if that's all you
It's Los
Me, brick by brick and I'll be damned
If I let you tear it down
Just cus' you don't like the way Another nigga talk
Beefin' with my side ain't for the faint
You try and I'ma blank and leave you Lying on your flank
It's military, never see us totin' iron in The ranks
But bully niggas on they line like I'm Zion in the paint
I'm assigned to the bank, switched the Grind and got my hustle fixed
They told me you'll get chipped up in Them sticks if you don't tuck a blick
Nigga I don't trip cus' in the six they Know I'm tough as shit
60 on my wrist, 100k up in that duffle Stiff
She want a trip to Brussels strip for a Couple flicks
Body-kitted muscle whips and we ain't Have to touch a brick
And something foreign for my other Jawn
Them shottas keep me uninvolved
My youngin' push ya top cus' he ain't One to brawl
He got him a feature with Cuz, now He think he the plug
I was deep in the mud in these streets Shootin' three for the dub
The chief of the hub, my set be Showin Is' and 'em love
Forever keep my protection, shit I Sleep with a snub
It's never peachy they catch you gettin' sweet with the fuzz
If you try and even them odds, then they put that heat to ya' mug
They double back and hit ya' peeps with a slug
We got jealousy in the fam but I keep Ties that run deeper than blood
We make Salat and pray my ahkis Don't get locked away
My patnah' say he got betrayed for a Chop of ye
They copping tres, spotting prey and Letting choppers spray
So nowadays I operate by staying out The way
I preach a sermon to the soul like I'm Father Flag
I keep a 30 to and fro like I'm Dr. J
I'm mixed with Nas and Jay, Jada, Pac and Yasiin Bey
If it's bout the pay, I box and fade for That swap and trade
Boy you know how we bang
Pull up in that G Thang
I keep me and mine 'round the green She call me pea brain
We out here givin' free game
Watching who I keep 'round, they Hating on me deep down
Violate you, you keep playing
On my goony shit, I bet them niggas Panic
It come to food, I keep a grip in hand Just so I tip the damage
Sugar Shane, Isa get to dancing, he Gon' hit the canvas
Quit playing like you finsta' get the Can if you ain't quick to blam it
If I told her once, she know I'm sick of Sayin' it
You don't fit the standard, you a goof And we from different planets
Got it off a disadvantage, I don't take Shit for granted
And you ain't really sticking landings You just Instagramming
Fuck they call you Manboy
Cus I was a full-grown man
When I was still just a lil boy
Look, Uh
Yo I got it but still I'm acting like the Dough ain't came
And since the baby dropped, you Know the flow ain't changed
I'm still grindin'
I got a few hurdles, I'm still climbing
I done swapped out the CZ's for real Diamonds
They not bout what they preach but Still comment
Niggas not bout to play me like Will Bonham
Nigga it's still common for you to get Killed rhyming
And tonight I feel it all in the air like Phil Collins
Uh, muh'fucka I still got it
I know this shit is free but just pay me A lil homage
Ain't nothing really changed, you Niggas just don't inspire me
I only came back cus' my brother tried To retire me
Told me I'm washed up, oh you Niggas don't like modesty
I'ma have to talk my shit on this mic Properly
Any nigga claim that I'm trash don't Quite bother me
You'll die I put yo name in this pad I'm Light Yagami
Fuck it ya' wife slobbin' me up in a White Honda
She told me to pipe on her, I told her I Might ponder
Shorty thinkin' she hit a lick with the Right sponsor
Well baby all I keep is my dick and a Light conscience
Uh, not the type of nigga you could Roll with
Uh, Niggas still don't add up to my old Shit
Uh, Keep a automatic for that hoe shit
I hold it like my bladder on a road trip
The Henny that I'm on, it got me out Of my ways
Yeah I'm trippin' but the liquor really Get me in the zone
My friend he on the stove, they Thought that he would cave
But he can't, the rock chasin' him
He Indiana J. They tried to send him Up the road but they ain't have no Proof
If I see them niggas in public, make Em' rap on cue
It's a lot of niggas with writers dog And that's all truth
You see the god just really wanna Know if that's all you
It's Los
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