"More Than A Man" lyrics
I been a hustler, but that was normal
Mama raised a killer (killer), told her I'm more than a man
Lil bro off the jigga (more than a man), and my lil bitch off the xan
I ran up the skrilla (gang gang), niggas thought that I was playin
Multi-million dollar nigga, I'm invested in a lot of land
I wake and bake, then I shake
I can't lie, rap niggas fake
So I'ma choose not to fake
I peep game and separate
'Fore I go out bad bout a bitch, I go home and masturbate
I gotta have somethin' to lay
I can't lie, I never stay
Told her that she was smart, she'll do what I say
I got a freaky broad, she come get the safe
Don't make this robbery hard, you'll get shot in the face
When she get the bag, bring it back to bae (bae)
Bae (bae) Bae (bae) Nae (nae) Nae
I'm tryna fuck on her, put my dick in her safe
Nae (Ay) Bae (Nae)
You want to fuck on her swear to God you got to pay
She say it ain't trickin if you buyin'
She got to pay bills, you got to understand she got kids up on the line
She a stylist know what to go find
She understands niggas cheap as fuck but they trick out when they see a dime
So she invests in the body
She done been through more shit than niggas she barely shot somebody
Don't play with a bad bitch with bills she'll really gat somebody
I can't blame the bitch because she's loyal, she ain't got nobody (can't trust anybody)
Mama raised a killer, told her I'm more than a man
Lil bro off the jigga (more than a man), and my lil bitch off the xan
I ran up the skrilla, niggas thought that I was playin
Multi-million dollar nigga, I'm invested in a lot of land
Gotta protect my life so I'm invested with that chopper
I'm invested in my lawyer like he's Johnny Crocker
Invested in harder tips I swear you won't need no doctor (on God)
I grew up with shit, tryna take mines I headshot ya (swear to God)
I been chasin' bread (yeah), chillin' with my partners
Ben Frank, yeah, I ain't talkin bout a dollar
Eatin by the bag, I don't want to be bothered
While I'm in my bag I'm diggin for the gold like a toddler
Know that lil freaky hoe, come off like a golddigger
She come off realer than niggas, but she ain't got no nigga
Last nigga ask her for her number said she don't fuck with hoe niggas
I'm allergic to broke bitches, I only fuck with go getters
Go get the bag, bring it back to bae
I'm a real made man, I can't be replaced
My dawg he a convicted felon for shit back in the day
Got caught with a Smith & Wesson, shot somethin' in the face
Mama raised a killer (killer), told her I'm more than a man
Lil bro off the jigga (more than a man), and my lil bitch off the xan
I ran up the skrilla (gang gang), niggas thought that I was playin
Multi-million dollar nigga, I'm invested in a lot of land
Mama raised a killer (killer), told her I'm more than a man
Lil bro off the jigga (more than a man), and my lil bitch off the xan
I ran up the skrilla (gang gang), niggas thought that I was playin
Multi-million dollar nigga, I'm invested in a lot of land
I wake and bake, then I shake
I can't lie, rap niggas fake
So I'ma choose not to fake
I peep game and separate
'Fore I go out bad bout a bitch, I go home and masturbate
I gotta have somethin' to lay
I can't lie, I never stay
Told her that she was smart, she'll do what I say
I got a freaky broad, she come get the safe
Don't make this robbery hard, you'll get shot in the face
When she get the bag, bring it back to bae (bae)
Bae (bae) Bae (bae) Nae (nae) Nae
I'm tryna fuck on her, put my dick in her safe
Nae (Ay) Bae (Nae)
You want to fuck on her swear to God you got to pay
She say it ain't trickin if you buyin'
She got to pay bills, you got to understand she got kids up on the line
She a stylist know what to go find
She understands niggas cheap as fuck but they trick out when they see a dime
So she invests in the body
She done been through more shit than niggas she barely shot somebody
Don't play with a bad bitch with bills she'll really gat somebody
I can't blame the bitch because she's loyal, she ain't got nobody (can't trust anybody)
Mama raised a killer, told her I'm more than a man
Lil bro off the jigga (more than a man), and my lil bitch off the xan
I ran up the skrilla, niggas thought that I was playin
Multi-million dollar nigga, I'm invested in a lot of land
Gotta protect my life so I'm invested with that chopper
I'm invested in my lawyer like he's Johnny Crocker
Invested in harder tips I swear you won't need no doctor (on God)
I grew up with shit, tryna take mines I headshot ya (swear to God)
I been chasin' bread (yeah), chillin' with my partners
Ben Frank, yeah, I ain't talkin bout a dollar
Eatin by the bag, I don't want to be bothered
While I'm in my bag I'm diggin for the gold like a toddler
Know that lil freaky hoe, come off like a golddigger
She come off realer than niggas, but she ain't got no nigga
Last nigga ask her for her number said she don't fuck with hoe niggas
I'm allergic to broke bitches, I only fuck with go getters
Go get the bag, bring it back to bae
I'm a real made man, I can't be replaced
My dawg he a convicted felon for shit back in the day
Got caught with a Smith & Wesson, shot somethin' in the face
Mama raised a killer (killer), told her I'm more than a man
Lil bro off the jigga (more than a man), and my lil bitch off the xan
I ran up the skrilla (gang gang), niggas thought that I was playin
Multi-million dollar nigga, I'm invested in a lot of land
