Many Men
HAHA SOSA, YEAH BITCH
Many men, many many many men
Wish death upon me, yeahhh
Many men wish death upon me
Got that toolie on me and you gon see
I'm tranna the best that I can be
But theses niggas hating on me cause I'm stacking my cheese
Seen a shadow in a room I think I'm seeing things
Put a dub on you're head for fucking with me
Ran a drill with my niggas, black masked In a yollie
Popping out with some 40s, ain't no hoe in me
Suited up with some demons up on Leonard street
Posted up with my pipe, I'm tranna blast my heat
Driving Inna yollie, skirting down the street
Twin glocks, Twin chops, stop you're heart beap
Don't get scared, Don't get frightened you gotta have fast feet
You better duck all theses bullets cause Ian gon shoot at you're feet
They tranna build a case on me but we gon see
You better watch how you move, you better watch for them dudes
Many men, many many many men
Wish death upon me
Love my momma to death I put her first before me
Got lean in my system mixed with thc
Brodie got caught for fraud from a ppp
Clutching on a toolie up on Leonard street
I'm tranna be the best that I can be
Pop a bottle for Zae, long live in peace
So many niggas hating on my downfall I can see
Racist ass cops tranna find some weed
Ran away from 12, they ain't gon catch me
Catch a slug in you're face, tranna run up on me
Seen the devil with my eyes lord I can see
Better watch what you say before you can't breath
Long live all my soldiers, you put a blessing up on me
I gotta make it up to my momma for the times I make her cry
Keep you're head up mama ion like dat frown
Boss up queen, here take this crown
Take that frown off your face you gotta turn it around
I love my city to death but I gotta get out of this town
Young nigga popping out just Kobe
Young and reckless bitch you can't hoe me
Keep a chop bust it, just like jacobe
Gunrue that's the city that I was born in
You're nigga he a opp, he be talking to the cops
Hear it pop that's the glock, sending shots down the block
Keep a chop its a Mop, smoking Ls by myself
I keep it tucked up on me, don't try it cause you gon really see
That I'm gon buss my heat, and ion need no beam
You better watch the back streets
Cause you gon see, how I make you bleed
Spilling to much blood you gon need an iv
Smoking packs of some sticky, it's sticking on to my hands
Smoking ps with zuzki, thats my right hand man
Extended clip, boy you better pray that it Jams
Double clip taped up with some hallows
Don't get shot with this shotty it gives you sorrows
You the typa nigga that ain't gon pay back when you borrow
Same Nigga with ten dollars, or ten bands in my pocket
Heading to the top without the rocket
Young boss nigga with some dreams about balling
Many men, many many many men
Wish death upon me
Love my momma to death I put her first before me
Got lean in my system mixed with thc
Brodie got caught for fraud from a ppp
Clutching on a toolie up on Leonard street
I'm tranna be the best that I can be
Pop a bottle for zae, long live in peace
HAHA SOSA
Many men, many many many men
Wish death upon me, yeahhh
Many men wish death upon me
Got that toolie on me and you gon see
I'm tranna the best that I can be
But theses niggas hating on me cause I'm stacking my cheese
Seen a shadow in a room I think I'm seeing things
Put a dub on you're head for fucking with me
Ran a drill with my niggas, black masked In a yollie
Popping out with some 40s, ain't no hoe in me
Suited up with some demons up on Leonard street
Posted up with my pipe, I'm tranna blast my heat
Driving Inna yollie, skirting down the street
Twin glocks, Twin chops, stop you're heart beap
Don't get scared, Don't get frightened you gotta have fast feet
You better duck all theses bullets cause Ian gon shoot at you're feet
They tranna build a case on me but we gon see
You better watch how you move, you better watch for them dudes
Many men, many many many men
Wish death upon me
Love my momma to death I put her first before me
Got lean in my system mixed with thc
Brodie got caught for fraud from a ppp
Clutching on a toolie up on Leonard street
I'm tranna be the best that I can be
Pop a bottle for Zae, long live in peace
So many niggas hating on my downfall I can see
Racist ass cops tranna find some weed
Ran away from 12, they ain't gon catch me
Catch a slug in you're face, tranna run up on me
Seen the devil with my eyes lord I can see
Better watch what you say before you can't breath
Long live all my soldiers, you put a blessing up on me
I gotta make it up to my momma for the times I make her cry
Keep you're head up mama ion like dat frown
Boss up queen, here take this crown
Take that frown off your face you gotta turn it around
I love my city to death but I gotta get out of this town
Young nigga popping out just Kobe
Young and reckless bitch you can't hoe me
Keep a chop bust it, just like jacobe
Gunrue that's the city that I was born in
You're nigga he a opp, he be talking to the cops
Hear it pop that's the glock, sending shots down the block
Keep a chop its a Mop, smoking Ls by myself
I keep it tucked up on me, don't try it cause you gon really see
That I'm gon buss my heat, and ion need no beam
You better watch the back streets
Cause you gon see, how I make you bleed
Spilling to much blood you gon need an iv
Smoking packs of some sticky, it's sticking on to my hands
Smoking ps with zuzki, thats my right hand man
Extended clip, boy you better pray that it Jams
Double clip taped up with some hallows
Don't get shot with this shotty it gives you sorrows
You the typa nigga that ain't gon pay back when you borrow
Same Nigga with ten dollars, or ten bands in my pocket
Heading to the top without the rocket
Young boss nigga with some dreams about balling
Many men, many many many men
Wish death upon me
Love my momma to death I put her first before me
Got lean in my system mixed with thc
Brodie got caught for fraud from a ppp
Clutching on a toolie up on Leonard street
I'm tranna be the best that I can be
Pop a bottle for zae, long live in peace
HAHA SOSA
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Writer(s): John Calderon Sosa
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