The man Still (feat. Bundles & Richy2x)
Clientell
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Do what I want I’m the boss You know I look like a vault, Niggaz we winning you lost Go long on your bitch Randy Moss We got that smoke like exhaust, Rich forever like Ross Dripping hard that sauce, Know I walk in like a boss Don’t fall out bout hoes we run up them bands Count up them blues put 10 on your head Nigga I’m a boss that mean I’m the man Hot as a bitch I whip up the yams Know I go hard I stuck to the plan Rock with that dope got crack on my hands Serving the jays smoke hard off the can, the money be calling I’m reeling it in King of the trap they feening again, these racks in your face make em see it again I’m balling for real it’s that season again I’m selling em hope they believing again Nigga they cross me they leave at the end Bitch I say get I be getting in Miss all my brothers free them out the cane Show out Clientell bitch I’m fresh off the scale When that money be calling I move, I am never on a standstill Me I just do what I choose, stack it up like a land field Why these bitches keep calling my phone, cause they know that I’m the man still Fly nigga no Flight Gear, man I seen it I was right there I done lost some niggaz life ain’t fair This the type of money make people stare Get this type of money you be everywhere So I need it all yea yea yea If you hot then they copy your moves, What you doing we did last year That’s the reason you calling my phone Cause you know that I’m the man still Why these bitches keep calling my phone They never leave me alone I told her I’m grown Told that lil bitch I be gone, focus on getting this paper and brining it home Understand that I’m ready to go, bitch I be stacking that doe I invented this flow Far as the sentences go I’m just gone kill em some more on repeat let it go Cause these niggas they sleeping like pillows, While they taking a nap I’m a slide by Me I’m chilling just smoking my indo, In the streets I’m connected like WiFi Gotta know that it’s levels to this, icing out the Bezel watching the time fly Times 5 we up skyline, you should I know I do this without even trying Being great baby just wanna ball, just want to call up my dogs tear down the mall I can’t afford to take another lost, do it for the cause Youngen I’m a boss, Riding foreign cars, gas in the jar Ghetto superstar gone by far, had to set the bar I’m a shooting star When that money call hope up in the car It’s a nigga job When that money be calling I move, I am never on a standstill Me I just do what I choose, stack it up like a land field Why these bitches keep calling my phone, cause they know that I’m the man still Fly nigga no Flight Gear, man I seen it I was right there I done lost some niggaz life ain’t fair This the type of money make people stare Get this type of money you be everywhere So I need it all yea yea yea If you hot then they copy your moves, What you doing we did last year That’s the reason you calling my phone Cause you know that I’m the man still Hella work got the block jumping, he shot in the air made it hot for nothing I been the man I’m not stunting, I’m hot as hell like I got something Running it up that’s the only way, She bad as hell but she can’t stay Condo I’m all in the A, or in the Borro trying to catch a play The shit you doing I did it last year, Nigga you know I’m the man for real I be turned off of Perk 10’s, y’all boys popping Zans still I don’t f*ck with these niggaz they ain’t real, Running it up f*ck how you feel My nigga a shooter like Reggie Mill, don’t make me send em to do a drill You niggaz don’t ball got no skills, she all on my dick tell your hoe chill She a freak she swallowed the whole pill Shacking ass I’m throwing some more bills Independent I ain’t signing no deal Nigga you know I’m the man still Running it up I can’t chill, stack it up like a land field When that money be calling I move, I am never on a standstill Me I just do what I choose, stack it up like a land field Why these bitches keep calling my phone, cause they know that I’m the man still Fly nigga no Flight Gear, man I seen it I was right there I done lost some niggaz life ain’t fair This the type of money make people stare Get this type of money you be everywhere So I need it all yea yea yea If you hot then they copy your moves, What you doing we did last year That’s the reason you calling my phone Cause you know that I’m the man still
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Written by: Clientell, Richy2x, Lloyd Rome
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