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No Manager
63
Hip-Hop/Rap
No Manager was released on October 24, 2025 by PBS Records as a part of the album Pretty Boy Savage 2
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Release DateOctober 24, 2025
LabelPBS Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM66

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stt Laurentt
Stt Laurentt
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Laurent Formica
Laurent Formica
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Bakker
Ben Bakker
Mixing Engineer
Enot Ruslan
Enot Ruslan
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
He gon' hit you with a silencer
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Did it all without a manager
He gon' rob you for some diamonds
Brr-bah
I know some hitters they grimy
We was robbin' for some diamonds
We was poppin' with a silencer
Did it all without a manager
Get the profit, I take it, that's TP
Trapped it up for the money, that's easy
Spend a rack, get it back, and it's repeat
Don't be callin' my line it's on D&D
Miss my homie he's done with the feds cooked
Miss my homie he dead got his head shook
I got shit that I see, never speak about
If I put it in songs, I'ma see the route
Oh you mad, you broke I'm rich
Oh you mad, I took your bitch
You a fan up in secret can't play me
I got homies, they runnin' it daily
Can't believe that the trap got me leveled up
I was straight outta band' now I'm weighin' up
I was 16, straight in the trap game
I don't wanna talk to these bitches cause shit changed
Switch up on me, but they never got shit took
Bitch, I'ma killer inside you gon' get shook
Pretty boy it's on the outside
I'ma pop it if the times right
I know some hitters they grimy
We was robbin' for some diamonds
We was poppin' with a silencer
Did it all without a manager
Hear you talking that's outlandish
All my exes they be baddies
Put a broski onto dollars
We got dollars in the attic
I might cop a flight and fight precisely
They know my bank account fat did it nicely
I got the ice on my neck with some vices
They talk on the net, I don't see you in person
I'ma studio rat
God he put it in my lap
I be livin' for the trap
I be livin' for the cash
Get the profit, I take it, that's TP
Trapped it up for the money, that's easy
Spend a rack, get it back, and it's repeat
Don't be callin' my line, it's on D&D
Miss my homie, he's done with the feds cooked
Miss my homie, he dead got his head shook
I got shit that I see, never speak about
If I put it in songs, I'ma see the route
Oh you mad, you broke I'm rich
Oh you mad, I took your bitch
You a fan up in secret can't play me
I got homies, they runnin' it daily
I know some hitters they grimy
We was robbin' for some diamonds
We was poppin' with a silencer
Did it all without a manager
We was robbin' for some diamonds
We was poppin' with a silencer
Did it all without a manager
Written by: Laurent Formica
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