The Manager Lyrics

Fat kid in the back with his face down (face down)

Black kid with the stats here's the breakdown (breakdown)

With the city on the jacket rocking P-Town (P-Town)

With the P on the cap wearing his crown (his crown)

Bass boosted on the track listen to the sound

Back against the wall it's like he's down for the count

But he gets back up isn't knocked out

But ain't nobody there it's like it was a ghost town

Ain't nobody there it's like it was a ghost town

Ain't nobody there a motherfucker feeling down

Ain't nobody there a brother on his knees saying

Please, why this gotta happen to me

All of this shit happens to me, I'm just trying to get my degree

But I can never get above a C

Now my mind has been set free, brain was locked but I had the key

Now I can see, I guarantee

I'm racing through my thoughts like a grand prix

Loyalty embedded in my genes

Shoutout my dawg Ashley she going to Tennessee

Troy and I we keep it a hundred just like we Wilt

We be rocking deuces and eighty like Jack and Kumar at Vanderbilt

We black and white call us the yin yang brothers

My ride or die man we there for each other

Micah my guy man we love another

And Aaron was there when I just lost my mother

Dylan was too and my presents he Drew

There for me when I'm blue, man our friendship is true

Not alpha not beta I'm just a parameter

I'm cleaning house so they call me the janitor

Bitch I'm a pro man I'm not no damn amateur

I'm not a player I just be the manager

I just be the manager, bitch I'm poetic

Iambic pentameter

I slay this beat I call this shit a massacre

Lock this shit up like this shit was Josh Hamilton

Rocking letterman's my crew we better than

All these fake bitches who try to be prevalent

No impediment, I reached a settlement

Got the upgrade I don't wait

So I'm gemming it

I just be the manager, bitch I'm poetic

Iambic pentameter

I slay this beat I call this shit a massacre

Lock this shit up like this shit was Josh Hamilton

Rocking letterman's, my crew we better than

All these fake bitches who try to be prevalent

No impediment, I reached a settlement

Got the upgrade I don't wait

So I'm gemming it

Now a whole year's passed

Made another song and the whole school laughed

A lot of issues that a young man had

But I walked the stage, I'm a high school grad

Had a party on my birthday

Every one of them all said that they couldn't wait

Ten people didn't come, never showed face

I had to change my reservation from eighteen to eight

Eighteen to eight, eighty double-deuce

Had a brother thinking what the hell I did to you

I let y'all walk all on me and nothing was new to you

So then I had to walk off like my name was Nelly Cruz

I had to walk off and it's like a brother had the blues

I had to show 'em all a brother had nothing to lose

I had to show 'em all I mix it just like Jamba Juice

I had to show 'em all that Nibo had something to prove

I just be the manager, bitch I'm poetic

Iambic pentameter

I slay this beat I call this shit a massacre

Lock this shit up like this shit was Josh Hamilton

Rocking letterman's, my crew we better than

All these fake bitches who try to be prevalent

No impediment, I reached a settlement

Got the upgrade I don't wait

So I'm gemming it

I just be the manager, bitch I'm poetic

Iambic pentameter

I slay this beat I call this shit a massacre

Lock this shit up like this shit was Josh Hamilton

Rocking letterman's, my crew we better than

All these fake bitches who try to be prevalent

No impediment, I reached a settlement

Got the upgrade I don't wait

So I'm gemming it