Man of my Word

Lil Baby / Lil Durk

专辑：The Voice of the Heroes

歌词

作词 : Dominique Jones/Durk Banks/Broderick Omar Hughey/Nile Bey/Roderick Lamar Hughey

作曲 : Dominique Jones/Durk Banks/Broderick Omar Hughey/Nile Bey/Roderick Lamar Hughey

You don't know what it took

(IRoccOnTheBeat)

(Nile, I hear you)

(You made this shit, Pharaoh)

How she acting funny, I brought out her titties

Nigga she be ****ing ain't none of my business

Upping my pole, that's a part of my fitness

Don't matter where I'm at, bitch, I'm known for the trenches

We the first niggas put drums in the city

We robbed the niggas, put drugs in the city

**** where you from 'cause I know that you with it

Check on his ass, I'ma handle my business

Trust you another ****ing more than once

And you gotta be a killer just to hang with us

If you talking about murders then I'm hanging up

Run up on 'em, baow, ain't no one-on-onе

I got the money, so who I'm running from?

I got a lawyer that cost a honеy bun

Before I buy pussy, I buy a hundred guns

Judge told me, nigga die with my gun

Twenty ten, reached that Ralph Lauren

Died close, feel like you died in my arms

Reinstated, they denied my bond

A nigga play with Smurk, you're not that smart

Sucked it twice, and I'm still not hard

Niggas cry out loud when they getting shot

That nigga word don't stand on my block

**** what you heard, I'm the man of my block

Stop playing, bitch, I'm Smurk

Bitch get naked, gotta put on my merch

I got your Uber, I kept my word

She freak, acting like she a nerd

No shirt when I'm off this Perc'

They slide every time we hurt

Lost bro, I know it hurt

We gon' catch him first

Yeah, we run the game, now them boys gotta sit out

After I hit, tell her [?] make her get out

Hundred mill' coming, I still ain't gon' chill out

I'm really dead, I'ma show how I get down

Hard on a bitch, man I should've been pimping

Hard in these streets, the majority with me

He can't be serious, you gotta be kidding me

I'm really laughing, these lil' niggas tempting me

I get offended when niggas say, "Tap in"

I bought lil' bro 'nem Celine just to trap in

I got more clothes in my closet than Saks Fifth

I watched JB make a deuce do a backflip

I know you really don't know, you just act hip

I done took off for real, now how that feel?

Bro ain't never gon' change, I know that's real

Just run out of here, straight to the backfield

I sleep good every night, now I'm happy

"How you go where you go?" I'm a trapper for real

"How you know whlil't you know?" I adapted for real

We too rich with the feds, we put shit in the mail

My lifestyle expensive, this shit high as hell

Lil' bro tryna score, so I gave him a lay up

I gotta go somewhere, no I can't lay up

Bitch, stop playing, you better not tell