Give It My All (feat. Laylow Brown) [Radio Edit]

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Dan F. Man

Dan F. Man is an artist originally from all over the world, but found his musical home in Charlotte, NC. While growing up he moved from place to place. At the age of 13yrs old he wrote his first song, but could recite the words to every song on the radio. Over the last two decades he molded his talents into the music artist you hear today. Whether its RnB, Rap,or Pop Dan F. Man can do it all. From small talent shows to singles available on all major platforms Dan F. Man has grown into the success story carved out by his persistence, and passion for making music. He calls his brand of music "Heart Music". Whether fast or slow, singing or rapping he speaks from the heart, and his songs are always meant to inspire and engage the intellect. His influenc… more »

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Man I'm gone give it all I got
I ain't stopping till the checkered flag
No break no rest when I chase the bag
No sleep till a grave and a body bag
Carolina native doing good cause I'm breaking bad
Tunnel vision focus on the guy on a holy path
Skating on thin ice with my stick and my goalie mask
Hundreds in my pocket I be balling like a bowling bag
Army of one but I ain't never had a soldier tag
Built Ford tough like a rock
Had to give it all I got just to get the things I want
And to make it to the top
Ain't no time like the present just watch
I hit the block pocket full of lint and r**** in my socks
Got the forty on my side just to take the s*** you got
One day you may be here but the next day maybe not
So I live my best life
And I'm gone give it all I got
Boy I walk it like I talk it
Now just watch me run the block
Still doing me crack baby I'm a eighties birth
Born to be the king but raised in the peasants turf
Drugs or weapons resistance educated me to be
The best kingpin on this Earth
Move in silence be quiet I don't tell my moves
Laylow got receipts show I done paid my dues
You can't walk in my socks
Nor can you fit my shoes
Shoot my shot Top Gun
But I am no Tom Cruise
Live life no limit Percy Miller had the blueprint
Told them I would make it
Everybody call me foolish
I give it all I got then got back to making movements
The man in the mirror
Told me homie you can do it

Watching from behind the tint
Grooving as I cruise past
Proof come from my brothers
That I'm tighter than a du rag
Walking in the room and asking everybody who mad
Cause I need to know who trying to make sure that I do bad
With criticism envious people can hide they goals
But hate is just refinement polishing me to glow
Jumping obstacles like I'm racing for the gold
God on my side he make decisions from the press box
On the field running plays
God picking the best spots
Proof is in the pudding and I'm savoring the flavor
Give it all i got pushing hard like I'm in labor
Incite a riot in yo soul like the Indiana Pacers
Put me on the stage and I'll make a good impression
They say I got class like an a when you testing
If you wanna learn better be present for the lesson
Soul is to me like a church is to the reverends
Under pressure and in reverence
Im calm and collected

Ay ay ay
My lyrical bombs make a big boom
This face right here
Belongs on the tzoom

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