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Many Men
Lil Noonie
681Hip-Hop/Rap2026
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Many Men was released on November 13, 2026 by Lil Noonie as a part of the album Next Chapter (Page 18)
AlbumNext Chapter (Page 18)
ReleasedNovember 13, 2026
LabelLil Noonie
LanguageEnglish
BPM160
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

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Don't let BJ, don't let BJ
Free Buzz, free Po, free Nardo, free Drake, free Luck
Many men wish death upon me
Blood in my eye, dog, and I can't see
I'm tryin' to be what I'm destined to be
And **** tryin' to take my life away (yeah)
Many men want my head
I know they blew 'cause I ain't check
Word they out to go throwin' blacks
Have bullets through the front, I'ma come from the back
Double up two buzz, no time to react
Just give me two minutes, your shit'll be snatched
Get on side his rap, his face in his lap
Know it won't be long 'fore his face on the app
Been tryna chill, get with my walk
Start pullin' the trap, everybody got weapons
It's fun and games when you got us
Bet shit ain't fun when we got leverage
Whole clip be gone in some seconds
Late night with the Lam', I done tapped me a melon
Now it's fuck dude and the whole Cross Western
30 blow out the button, few of 'em connected
Ride in the low-low, slide way faster
With gloves and mask, now it's time to go huntin'
He fell on the floor and they ran right past
I know they mad they ain't see us comin'
At his crib with pipes like we do plumbin'
We knock down bricks just like construction (yeah, yeah)
No parties thrown, we'll 'cause a disruption (yeah, yeah)
No face, just brains, shit look disgustin'
Daily show, let's march through the hood (okay)
We feel funny, bet shit get serious (yeah, yeah)
We get off button, make him run in the crib (yeah, yeah)
But better yet, make him run with his steel (yeah)
Better lace your cleats when you in that field
In a few more weeks, no more free Drillz
Blew a hundred some shots, tryna show 'em it's real
Knock him down, get on top, put some shit in his grill
Comin' straight from Cornell, that's where I play for most of my days
'Til me and Big Lo bounced out with Dracs
They ain't know where to run, jumped out in they face
Should've seen how we came from two different ways
Low-key, I'm problem to the J
Micro six-two, call it my earthquake
Bitch died, shouldn't have been with them in the first place
Now I don't condone in croppin' innocents
Start with us and we gon' finish
Can't tell us to chill 'cause we ain't listenin'
We'd rather clap 'em before we diss 'em
See J we like, we start hissin'
No countdown needed, ain't come with beginners
I click so much like they the Avengers
No wastin' no time, get lo' and go get 'em
A main slide and cop a 'Vette
My name good anywhere I'm at
Ten mil' leave a fat-ass hole in his back
Send slugs, divided in just one tap
Long live Sosa, his shit got cracked
Straight-eight Jeep, can't spin, they wrap
Tears fallin', Walk put him on the app
Eight hours in the car, tryna lap they trap (brrt)
If you fuck the opps out, down together
Tryna play both sides, you gon' die in the middle
You a blessed motherfucker for pullin' your schedule
And your V got snatched when you playin' the rental
Free all my dogs up out that kennel
When we lock shit down, he gone, he injured
I walk with a chop tucked in my denims
Won't notice this bitch ain't more than four inches
Many men wish death upon me
Blood in my eye, dog, and I can't see
I'm tryin' to be what I'm destined to be
And **** tryin' to take my life away
Written by: Jeremiah Bolden

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