Many MEN
[Intro]
(Punching, punching, punching)
Gra
Like, me
Like
[Verse 1]
I swear to God, n***a, hold on
I'm from the city, get rich, I'll try it
Many men, many men
One of my opps, they ain't really gon' die then
Push up on me and they dyin'
None of y'all n***as don't put on no work
So why do these n***as, they say they on time?
And I see that n***a, he's dying for worse
We got a lot, but I thought
We cannot speak about when n***as got popped
I'm on the film, and I stay with my gra
Before these homie n***as get shot
Like, hold on, free sugar, thank God
I miss the night of warning when I'm coming, n***a
Like Death Row, n***a, I'm outside, cause they know my body, n***a
I'm moving critical
They say my range is a visual If they know what I do, give a visual
All y'all young n***as thinkin' y'all tough too
I send shots in the shed, they ain't y'all cool
I and my bro got the bullet truck, when we pull up through here on them black trucks
Where you goin', ain't that far
Like, none of y'all n***as on time, I get the money, n***a
When I do it, lil' n***a, that's why I'm the man of the style
They know my body, n***a, I can do it all day
Cause none of y'all n***as gon' cool that G
[Verse 2]
I swear to y'all n***as, I'm hattin' all of my odds for a fuckin' fee
N***a, you better spend, like, you better see what I do when I hop on Ben
99 n***as be sayin' some shit, but when I'm pumpin', n***as be sayin' we gon' bend
I said, like, boy, you ain't runnin' on time, I said, yo, bro, what you see, you gon' swim
Like, bullets connect to a skin, and I'm tired of n***as, they don't really bend
I wanna see that boy wanna do, runnin' for a million, it's gon' rush outta luck
Push more million, shit, take it to depth, so, boy, you wanna talk, you ain't really ain't tough
I swear to God, n***a, I got gods, and boy, they gon' spend, n***a, outta luck
I got no time, n***a, if I call one and I'm in, doc, tell me what's the gra
I'm on they team and they said we gon' switch
I feel like Joe, I count that Smith
They say, oh, boy, Frank, team on switch I'm on they block, but they know I ain't miss
I keep it block, n***a, Chi-Town, bitch
Switch after switch, where the switch with the switch? I'm on they block and they know I can gra
I ain't no Shima, don't call me no Twitch, bitch
Ain't no Shima, ain't no Twitch I'm a rap star, rap star, bitch
Mr. Cool, that cool, that Mr. Go Cool, that G and that whip
They say, oh, baby, what you doin'? I'm bout to fuck it and hit it and quit
Man, these bitches ungraceful
Bitches they always gon' be like shit, like
I don't know what she on, but bitch you know I can get her like this
Back door, she's wide open
It's like the least when it's four on this bitch
I'm giving all to my season, little bitch and I'm tired of them grieving
I'm tired of losing all my friends, right, riding them streets then
I gave you fuck for a reason, but you left me on rep for deceiving
You know you coming little bitch, once you fight you left me on even
Like, oh yeah, well I know that this shit is uneven
Act like the best in me bitch, motive of eviction, I say I ain't grieving bitch
I'm on this block and I catch me an op, I cannot wait till I'm 41 shots
N***a, I'ma yell I'm like gra, gra, gra, 41 shots
I'm on they block and they say I rob I taught the n***as that's talkin' that tough shit
I wanna see what D-Bills do
And none of them n***as ain't really on nothin'
Like, like Paws K .R. was shakin' his butt
None of y 'all n***as ain't tough I'm tryna see what they do when they run
Run on the meat, run on the look
Best out of seven is wish
4-0 n***a, come with this gra
I'm comin' down with the Gauntlet Switch, n***a
[Outro]
(Gra gra, gra gra!)
Many men, many men, many men
(Gra gra, gra gra!)
Many men, many men, many men
(Punching, punching, punching)
Gra
Like, me
Like
[Verse 1]
I swear to God, n***a, hold on
I'm from the city, get rich, I'll try it
Many men, many men
One of my opps, they ain't really gon' die then
Push up on me and they dyin'
None of y'all n***as don't put on no work
So why do these n***as, they say they on time?
And I see that n***a, he's dying for worse
We got a lot, but I thought
We cannot speak about when n***as got popped
I'm on the film, and I stay with my gra
Before these homie n***as get shot
Like, hold on, free sugar, thank God
I miss the night of warning when I'm coming, n***a
Like Death Row, n***a, I'm outside, cause they know my body, n***a
I'm moving critical
They say my range is a visual If they know what I do, give a visual
All y'all young n***as thinkin' y'all tough too
I send shots in the shed, they ain't y'all cool
I and my bro got the bullet truck, when we pull up through here on them black trucks
Where you goin', ain't that far
Like, none of y'all n***as on time, I get the money, n***a
When I do it, lil' n***a, that's why I'm the man of the style
They know my body, n***a, I can do it all day
Cause none of y'all n***as gon' cool that G
[Verse 2]
I swear to y'all n***as, I'm hattin' all of my odds for a fuckin' fee
N***a, you better spend, like, you better see what I do when I hop on Ben
99 n***as be sayin' some shit, but when I'm pumpin', n***as be sayin' we gon' bend
I said, like, boy, you ain't runnin' on time, I said, yo, bro, what you see, you gon' swim
Like, bullets connect to a skin, and I'm tired of n***as, they don't really bend
I wanna see that boy wanna do, runnin' for a million, it's gon' rush outta luck
Push more million, shit, take it to depth, so, boy, you wanna talk, you ain't really ain't tough
I swear to God, n***a, I got gods, and boy, they gon' spend, n***a, outta luck
I got no time, n***a, if I call one and I'm in, doc, tell me what's the gra
I'm on they team and they said we gon' switch
I feel like Joe, I count that Smith
They say, oh, boy, Frank, team on switch I'm on they block, but they know I ain't miss
I keep it block, n***a, Chi-Town, bitch
Switch after switch, where the switch with the switch? I'm on they block and they know I can gra
I ain't no Shima, don't call me no Twitch, bitch
Ain't no Shima, ain't no Twitch I'm a rap star, rap star, bitch
Mr. Cool, that cool, that Mr. Go Cool, that G and that whip
They say, oh, baby, what you doin'? I'm bout to fuck it and hit it and quit
Man, these bitches ungraceful
Bitches they always gon' be like shit, like
I don't know what she on, but bitch you know I can get her like this
Back door, she's wide open
It's like the least when it's four on this bitch
I'm giving all to my season, little bitch and I'm tired of them grieving
I'm tired of losing all my friends, right, riding them streets then
I gave you fuck for a reason, but you left me on rep for deceiving
You know you coming little bitch, once you fight you left me on even
Like, oh yeah, well I know that this shit is uneven
Act like the best in me bitch, motive of eviction, I say I ain't grieving bitch
I'm on this block and I catch me an op, I cannot wait till I'm 41 shots
N***a, I'ma yell I'm like gra, gra, gra, 41 shots
I'm on they block and they say I rob I taught the n***as that's talkin' that tough shit
I wanna see what D-Bills do
And none of them n***as ain't really on nothin'
Like, like Paws K .R. was shakin' his butt
None of y 'all n***as ain't tough I'm tryna see what they do when they run
Run on the meat, run on the look
Best out of seven is wish
4-0 n***a, come with this gra
I'm comin' down with the Gauntlet Switch, n***a
[Outro]
(Gra gra, gra gra!)
Many men, many men, many men
(Gra gra, gra gra!)
Many men, many men, many men