World Of A Man Lyrics

Say I'm havin' my way that's why these old niggas stay tryna' hate But I can't even cap mane they can't even relate

Since a young nigga I had a lot on my plate But I'm on god I always made a way, Bitch we was slidin' and Robbin' gorillas and apes Bitch, I already knew we would be straight through it all We still tall bitch we gon'

make a way

Mane I don't give a fuck about this bitch, she just play Why the fuck she keep talkin' her period, late

I'm tryna' slick fuck around and get cake But the Jake's inna way tryna' fuck up da pape But I ain't finna play

With or without I'ma spray so on god this, yo day you gon' lay Word of a man play your hand no mistakes Better stick to the plan for your ass see them gates

Say I don't give a fuck bout the dissin' All y'all got brothers that's dead

So ya'll just want attention and most of y'all never been wit it or been behind guns

When them bitches was dumpin' and clickin' Hoe on my bod say I'm different

BitchI ain't different you know that I'm just hella gifted

But I can't cap bitch I get it I know that we all tryna' run up some racks to the ceilin' But bitch, you can't get me

Ho, I ain't with all the gimmicks or none of that shit that you wishin' Bro got a brand new pole and it hold 24 That's on Kobe, you know that I'm hitting so don't play the middle

If you tryn' fuck with them niggas then you can go fuck with them niggas

But whenever we sayin' it's up with them niggas don't think that your ass won't get plucked wit them niggas One day we all gotta die, so don't look at me beggin'

For chances and ways to survive Used to say 40 or 9 till the 21

Came in my life now I love the 45, send some hot shit make em die

They like to talk bout the party, but ain't even' fye

Tell bro to drive sit in the whip count the 5 Once we hit bet we make it alive

It's the world of a man we don't live through a post

Bro got a Glock but that bitch it's a ghost

And it's took so you know that we ain't finna post

Say the drac do the what say the drac do the most

I'm on your rip, tryna' get fuckin' close

Hope you don't even die from the shit that you post

Chill with the lo, niggas don't know how it go

We tryn' slide, and just left sum shit go

Say I'm havin' my way that's why these old niggas stay tryna' hate But I can't even cap mane they can't even relate

Since a young nigga I had a lot on my plate But I'm on god I always made a way, Bitch we was slidin' and Robbin' gorillas and apes Bitch, I already knew we would be straight through it all We still tall bitch we gon'

make a way

Mane I don't give a fuck about this bitch, she just play Why the fuck she keep talkin' her period, late

I'm tryna' slick fuck around and get cake But the Jake's inna way tryna' fuck up da pape But I ain't finna play

With or without I'ma spray so on god this, yo day you gon' lay Word of a man play your hand no mistakes Better stick to the plan for your ass see them gates