Man of the Year Lyrics

It's a Thursday night and I'm vibin' n' shit, no work tomorrow so ain't no drivin' this shit,

I drank too much when they poured me up, don't be surprised when I slide in this bitch

Ay, smoked one but my homie rolled two, three more comin' when X slide through

Forth and the fifth, got the blunts in the whip,

And the sixth for my shawty whenever she come through

I know that life ain't perfect, I know it's been a while,

Since you felt like this baby, I had to make you smile

This shit don't last forever, you know that life is wild,

You could be here today, and be gone by tomorrow

Stuck between a rock and a hard place, a role model or a man wit' mistakes

For a dream come true I'll do whatever it takes,

Whether I'm sweepin' on the low or I'm raising the stakes

Don't trust nobody, I'm exposing the snakes,

Even when I fall asleep, I'll stay wide awake

I could say I'm good, but I'm tryna be great,

Can't settle for any less I got a lot on my plate

Shawty rock my world, her fingers through my curls,

She take all my sweatshirts I swear you could call me Earl

I know whats on her mind, I'm in it all the time,

On a scale from one to ten she way more than a dime, damn

Mind wandering more places than I could be,

Eyes capturing more glimpses than I could see

Overwhelming when I hear myself on a CD,

E-F, it's effortless baby girl cuz I'm a G

Flow sicker than ya average, like Biggie on CDC,

Ali's words like butterflies, I'm stingin' it like a bee

Folks feelin' on my style, I'm wavier than the sea,

I can't wait for the congrats when I finally get my degree

'Oughta slow it down before these drinks get me too lit, yeah

I talk way too much because I know that I'm the shit, yeah

Even though I lost a couple battles I can't quit, yeah

We stronger than ever, take a look at who I'm wit', yeah

Who I'm wit', take a look at who I'm wit', ay

We stronger than ever, take a look at who I'm wit'

Even though I lost a couple battles I can't quit, man

I talk way too much because I know that I'm the shit

Make way for the man of the hour, or better yet, man of the year

My bad if I ain't see you cuz my vision ain't clear,

Mixin' shots of patron, with some sips of the beer

Scary hours right now, no signs of any fear

Gotta speak a little bit louder when nobody hear,

Gotta go a little harder when this shit is my career

Got some haters that'll be happy to see me disappear

I do my hobby better than most people do they jobs,

They see some fame, it spikes their egos, then they think they're Gods

Lack of character in motherfuckers, that seems kinda odd,

That's why I be feelin' bad for folks that ain't my squad, damn