The Man

And she still think I'm the man after all
Even after all of them names that she done called
I been reminiscing I miss when we had a ball
You say you never trippin but that's cause you really fall

I don't know what to do no more
I just
All I know is I can't let you be my down fall
Politics and silver spoons I don't crown y'all
Tell the waste man bring 'em back to where they found y'all

And I been looking I don't see no higher pedestal
Before I break my peace for nothing I'm tryna touch a few
I'm tryna touch a few M's like a yes man dude
Ain't all smooth on this course but I'm combing right through
Like the windows foggy I'm getting tired of seeing it through
And you ain't seeing the proof
Tired of repeating it too

See I'm that n'gga off the touchdown
Right when I step off the plane I'm like "what now?",
I can't even give my high a chance to come down
I be rolling right back up just so I won't frown

Hit my phone every other day she need more
Point my fingers at the front door
I won't tell you once more
Back and forth texting got my thumbs sore
Money counting got my thumbs floor
I be tryna zone her out she yelling til her lungs sore

Caught me pulling out the driveway
I was looking heated
Now I'm ona highway
And I'm Need For Speeding
Drop top for the weekend
Probably think I'm cheating
She just might get even
I'm ready for the grieving

But the show must go on
I can't blame myself for who ain't show up for the road call
I can't blame myself if you ain't listen when I told y'all
I got tired of talking I said f'ck it I'ma show y'all

Now I'm a show off
I cut these hoes off
They tried to blow me off
I take a b'tch phone before I let her show me off
Before I really get to know her she'll probably throw me off
I swear it's more to my life than what I'm showing y'all
Like my brodie switching sides I still broke him off
Like my b'tch worried bout b'tches I just wanna ball
Do I really want it all?

And she still think I'm the man after all
Even after all of them names that she done called
I been reminiscing I miss when we had a ball
You say you never trippin but that's cause you really fall

I don't know what to do no more
I just
I just know can't let you be my downfall
And I'm the sh't so I gotta walk around with black drawers
And I watched the phone ring on my last call
Backdoor always open can't bring money round y'all
Sometimes I second guess the bros I know that sound off
Politics and silver spoons I don't crown y'all

And she still think I'm the man after all
Even after all of them names that she done called
I been reminiscing I miss when we had a ball
You say you never trippin but that's cause you really fall

I don't know what to do no more
All I know is I can't let you be my down fall
Politics and silver spoons I don't crown y'all
Tell the waste man bring 'em back to where they found y'all



Credits
Writer(s): Don Houston Rudd Iii, Bruce Paxton Brockenborough, Nicholas Frank Hudson Record, Daniel Adam Dortch, Matthew Aaron Warren
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