MAN TO MAN Lyrics

Uh, head spinning

Red, thinking dead niggas

And my pockets blue, please don't think I'm set trippin'

Uhh, who took all the food? I knew them niggas "fed" feeling

Who took you to the stu? This nigga got that ass rhythm

Man to man (huh)

Let me get in my zone (huh)

And he say he got motion, not if I take that phone (damn)

Not if I ask your hoe (his hoe)

Not if I text your bro (his bro)

Free brodie, he got a P.O (free brodie)

By the month, it ain't too many more (by the month)

Tryna crash shit

You plug & play, don't gas it

What happened to so and so?

I don't know, so please don't ask me

I do this shit for my inner-child, pull out some fast shit

It's a widebody charger Hellcat, not a fat bitch

Ha ha ha ha ha ha (ha ha)

All them niggas talkin' we don't hear em, nah

Pull his card, it's in his hat, we gon' get him gone

I'm allergic to these broke niggas, we don't get along, nah

Ha ha ha ha ha ha (ha ha)

Working 'til the sun come up, and going down

You got up when it was hard, and now you coming 'round

I'll give you a clue

If he reaching for this blue then he get hit with a hundred round

Hold on, hold on let me light this shit up

Uh

Head spinning

Red, thinking dead niggas

And my pockets blue, please don't think I'm set trippin'

Uhh, who took all the food? I knew them niggas "fed" feeling

Who took you to the stu? This nigga got that ass rhythm

Man to man (huh)

Let me get in my zone (huh)

And he say he got motion, not if I take that phone (damn)

Not if I ask your hoe (his hoe)

Not if I text your bro (his bro)

Free brodie, he got a P.O (free brodie)

By the month, it ain't too many more (by the month)