Lyrics

Yeah yeah Niggas wanna hate, yeah 'Cause they cannot be the mans, yeah Chase like I'm the man, yeah They all went 'Golden' like the rent, yeah (golden) Give a fuck about two cents Or the money that I do spend (money) Virginia Black with the ice, that's the new blend Like I'm 'bout to start a new trend Ah man, ah man Put the work by the fan Keep the hammer in my hand Ah man, ah man I got different plans Used to pull up with the pipes Now I pull up with the bands (pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, wooh) Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah, yah) Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah, yah) I got bitches on my 'Gram, yeah (got bitches) Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah, yah) I'm the man, I'm the man I'm the man, I'm the man So they all want to pretend now Because I am who I am, yeah Got a night pack on back And a Mac on my back Left him dead Got 'em wacked, hollow tips on the strap Man-man talking to the feds we know you niggas rats And we'll stack up the racks, double up on the packs (bra bra) They don't wanna see me "Pop Style" (nah nah nah nah nah) They gon' see me come and drop down And she don't wanna see me pop now They don't wanna see me pop Ah man, ah man Put the work by the fan Keep the hammer in my hand Ah man, ah man I got different plans (wooh) Used to pull up with the pipes Now I pull up with the bands (pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up) Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah, yah) Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah, yah) I got bitches on my 'Gram, yeah (got bitches) Because I am who I am, yeah (wooh, wooh, wooh) I'm the man, I'm the man I'm the man, I'm the man So they all want to pretend now Because I am who I am, yeah If you come to my block, that might be your last stop I got the drop on your stash spot Take you for your tings and your long talk Ah man, ah man Put the work by the fan Keep the hammer in my hand Ah man, ah man I got different plans Used to pull up with the pipes Now I pull up with the bands Because I am who I am, yeah (yeah ha) Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah, yah) I got bitches on my 'Gram, yeah (got bitches) Because I am who I am, yeah (wooh wooh wooh) I'm the man, I'm the man I'm the man, I'm the man So they all want to pretend now (wooh wooh wooh) Because I am who I am, yeah (yah, yah)
Writer(s): Travis Savoury, Jean Baptiste Makolo, Harley Arsenault Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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