Best Man (feat. Lil IsoGotti)
Tryna put a ring up on your left hand
Finna call one of my bros for be the best man
But for you I wanna be the best man
Need a wifey said I'm tired of the stressing
Keep one on me that's just for protection
I just really wanna know if you accept me
Homicide city niggas out here moving reckless
Grew up humble I ain't really into flexing
Don't really flex
I'm sick of the engagement I'm ready for what's next
Them other hoes jus for the sex
I'm grown now used to be immature now truly yours
My heart was hurting you healed me feel you the cure
Pistol on me it's in secure
When I met you you was stressed about you ex he left you insecure
Hold on spin the curb
Hold my pistol in your purse
They right there on the corner put that bitch right in reverse
She said you known for dogging hoes I feel it's time to break that curse
Cause girl I love you
Can you have my daughter and my son too
Late night I can't sleep I tell you come thru
Do anything just to make sure that you comfortable
Tryna put a ring up on your left hand
Finna call one of my bros for be the best man
But for you I wanna be the best man
Need a wifey said I'm tired of the stressing
Keep one on me that's just for protection
I just really wanna know if you accept me
Homicide city niggas out here moving reckless
Grew up humble I ain't really into flexing
Can I take a chance with you
Stack money and make these plans with you
I'm go be a man for you
Show you that I'm not ran through
Feel like you and I is meant to be
Just wanna know is you feeling me
That stabbed my back my heart is killing me
Niggas ain't showing sympathy
None of these bitches too
I still fight for my life I get physical
I been trying to ease the pain shit get difficult
Watch for them niggas that want get at you
You better up that glock show what that pistol do
Tryna put a ring up on your left hand
Finna call one of my bros for be the best man
But for you I wanna be the best man
Need a wifey said I'm tired of the stressing
Keep one on me that's just for protection
I just really wanna know if you accept me
Homicide city niggas out here moving reckless
Grew up humble I ain't really into flexing
Finna call one of my bros for be the best man
But for you I wanna be the best man
Need a wifey said I'm tired of the stressing
Keep one on me that's just for protection
I just really wanna know if you accept me
Homicide city niggas out here moving reckless
Grew up humble I ain't really into flexing
Don't really flex
I'm sick of the engagement I'm ready for what's next
Them other hoes jus for the sex
I'm grown now used to be immature now truly yours
My heart was hurting you healed me feel you the cure
Pistol on me it's in secure
When I met you you was stressed about you ex he left you insecure
Hold on spin the curb
Hold my pistol in your purse
They right there on the corner put that bitch right in reverse
She said you known for dogging hoes I feel it's time to break that curse
Cause girl I love you
Can you have my daughter and my son too
Late night I can't sleep I tell you come thru
Do anything just to make sure that you comfortable
Tryna put a ring up on your left hand
Finna call one of my bros for be the best man
But for you I wanna be the best man
Need a wifey said I'm tired of the stressing
Keep one on me that's just for protection
I just really wanna know if you accept me
Homicide city niggas out here moving reckless
Grew up humble I ain't really into flexing
Can I take a chance with you
Stack money and make these plans with you
I'm go be a man for you
Show you that I'm not ran through
Feel like you and I is meant to be
Just wanna know is you feeling me
That stabbed my back my heart is killing me
Niggas ain't showing sympathy
None of these bitches too
I still fight for my life I get physical
I been trying to ease the pain shit get difficult
Watch for them niggas that want get at you
You better up that glock show what that pistol do
Tryna put a ring up on your left hand
Finna call one of my bros for be the best man
But for you I wanna be the best man
Need a wifey said I'm tired of the stressing
Keep one on me that's just for protection
I just really wanna know if you accept me
Homicide city niggas out here moving reckless
Grew up humble I ain't really into flexing
Credits
Writer(s): James Stewart Jr.
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