MANNERS ft. DoeGang Lyrics

Dollars dancing on my forces

Too underground to be compared to the Forbes list

Took a gamble on myself like the horses

Why you take a flight to LA to be scoreless??

You can't afford this

Ego humble but it's gorgeous

Don't need no endorsements

My passion is the only

Thing that fuel my lantern

I'm the ultra, you the standard

Settle up with this combatant

Made me forget my manners, yeah

Feel like green Bruce banner

'Fore he learned to keep it calm

There's a new rock on the moon

I guess my pitching arm is strong

Never settle for the lesser

On this level that I'm on

Can't control the pressure

It don't sweat me anymore

These winters don't phase me

Take a round trip to the tropics

I like puffin backwoods poolside

While I watch her do aquatics

Rather party at the W

Than crowd up in a moshpit

Phone on DND mode

If you call twice bitch I'll block it

This materialistic eye is killing the vibe

Why you care what it cost if it don't get you high?

Why you care what I bought if you don't pay a dime

Humble ya self I'm about to switch out the ride

Fumble the belt I'm about to hold it with pride

Can't think of these decisions if I'm stalling the fight

Think my life is make believe and put my struggles aside

That's how you get smoked by a thief in the night

Thiefin' in the night, where's the weed, wheres the lighter?

Telling myself lies, All these pills make things brighter, woah

I don't think bout shit twice no, I've been causing destruction the same way I make life

Yeah yeah

Like we ready to ride

Blisters on my heel, horses take me to the sky, yeah yeah

Like we ready to die, ammunition full, I won't stop til it's right nah nah

Pull up with a fully loaded glock, gang gang

I got couple thousand racks in my hand

I ain't give a fuck bout yo mans, mans, mans

All I really care about's money, paper, cash

Black hand to my enemies, enemies, enemies

Chopper gonna sing, it's a melody, melody

Digits on the dash, til a felony, felony

DoeGang gonna ride, til the death of me

Doing drugs without no reason,

She changing moods like the season

Shawties favorite is the winter

Cuz she loves the snow

I got fire in my eye, but my heart is so cold tho

Look at me I can fly, I need more, I need more

More hoes, that's why my bitch is bipolar

Rocking AK with a drum, plating made from pure gold

Dollars dancing on my forces

Too underground, don't be compared to the Forbes list

Took a gamble on myself, like the horses

Why you took a flight LA to be scoreless