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Man of my Word

Man of my Word

Lil Baby feat. Lil Durk

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Man of my Word Lyrics

You don′t know what it took (IRoccOnTheBeat) You fucked Boona and Wuk (Nile, I hear you) Ooh-mhm (Who made this shit, Pharaoh?) How she actin' funny? I bought her titties Niggas she be fuckin′ ain't none of my business Uppin' my pole, that′s a part of my fitness Don′t matter where I'm at, bitch, I′m known for the trenches We the first niggas put drums in the city We robbed the niggas, put drugs in the city Fuck where you from 'cause I know that you with it Check on his ass, I′ma handle my business Trust you enough to fuck you more than once And you gotta be a killer just to hang with us If you talkin' about murders then I′m hangin' up Run up on 'em, baow, ain′t no one-on-one I got the money, so who I′m runnin' from? I got a lawyer that cost a honeybun Before I buy pussy, I buy a hundred guns Judge told me, nigga died with my gun 2010 Reese said Ralph Lauren Died close, feel like you died in my arms Reinstated, they denied my bond A nigga play with Smurk, you′re not that smart Sucked it twice, and I'm still not hard Niggas cry out loud when they gettin′ shot That nigga word don't stand on my block Fuck what you heard, I′m the man of my block Stop playin', bitch, I'm Smurk Bitch, get naked, gotta put on my merch I got your Uber, I kept my word She a freak, actin′ like she a nerd No shirt when I′m off this Perc' They slide every time we hurt Lost bro, I know it hurt We gon′ catch him first Yeah, we run the game, now them boys gotta sit out After I hit, tell her, "Meh", make her get out Hundred mill' comin′, I still ain't gon′ chill out I'm really that, I'ma show how I get down Hard on a bitch, man, I should′ve been pimpin′ Hard in these streets, the majority with me He can't be serious, you gotta be kiddin′ me I'm really laughin′, these lil' niggas temptin′ me I get offended when niggas say, "Tap in" I bought lil' bro 'nem Celine just to trap in I got more clothes in my closet than Saks Fifth I watched JB make a deuce do a backflip I know you really don′t know, you just act hip I done took off for real, now how that feel? Bro ain′t never gon' change, I know that′s real Just run out of here, straight to the backfield I sleep good every night, now I'm happy "How you go where you go?" I′m a trapper for real "How you know what you know?" I adapted for real We took risks with the feds, we put shit in the mail My lifestyle expensive, this shit high as hell Lil' bro tryna score, so I gave him a layup I gotta go somewhere, no I can′t lay up Bitch, stop playin', you better not tell Stop playin', bitch, I′m Smurk Bitch, get naked, gotta put on my merch I got your Uber, I kept my word She a freak, actin′ like she a nerd No shirt when I'm off this Perc′ They slide every time we hurt Lost bro, I know it hurt We gon' catch him first