Man Of My Word Lyrics

Y'all know I'm the truth

Land of the lost 2022

Ya'll know the vibes

Up there stuck

Why she acting funny like I aint been hit it

You was just a toss up in Shorty G kitchen

Lost your damn mind you was all in my mentions

Tell your baby daddy to stay out of my business

Put in dat work I'm known in my city

Run around like King Kong in my city

Fuck with the gang I love my city

Me and my nigga put on for my city

If you swerve in my lane then we talkin war

Samurai Sunday then I'm talking swords

Talkin bout rec then I'm thinkin score

Only fuck with sum I aint trustin none

Roll with the sticks inside my trunk

Totin them hostess I love my honey buns

I ain't gettin caught without my gun

Going all in I aint barrin none

Step in the ring down round one

All of my ops know how I come

Word spread quickly I'm God's son

Play around with Shorty Mark got hung

School in session ring da alarm

Niggas cry loud when they get shot

First they took Milk then they took Boss

Fuck what you heard I'm the man on my block

Stop playing with my words

Bitch one hand will get you served

Me and my niggas we put in work

Wet up your Gucci shirt

Stay posted on the Curv

We'll run you to da Burgs

Lost Rio man it hurts

We gon get em first

Fuck with my paper you know I don't play that

Play with dem numbers I'm know for da pay back

Fought through the dirt and you know I'm gon get by

Not a rerun but return of the Jedi

I'm chasin dis paper you already knowin

All these white girls you would think it is snowin

They bustin and thick you know that I'm goin

It's dry in the Land had to bust out the lotion

We.AE eating galore I Am King had to step in

Bustin em down you would swear I was pimpin

Holding my when you would swear I was Pippen

Jordan these niggas we up to the ceiling

They didn't believe me till I had to step in

Best believe I'm holdin my back end

Doin my taxes I cannot be lackin

Build my assets it make me attractive

I sleep good every night it's a blessin

Blowin trees everyday ain't no stressin, for real

Ain't no cappin my niggas be trappin, for real

Ain't no actin no lackin we crackin, for real

Man my lifestyle is hectic I'm trying to achieve

Stay off da field you out of your league

They gone off da percs dem niggas be sleep

Born in the trenches I keep on my cleats

Stop playing with my words

Bitch one hand will get you served

Me and my niggas we put in work

Wet up your Gucci shirt

Stay posted on the Curv

We'll run you to da Burgs

Lost Rio man it hurts

We gon get em first

Gang