Man of the Year

Yea Huh Whoa Whoa Yea, ho, aye I'ma be a hard act to follow Fill a f*ck nigga, up with hollows, no sorrow She drink all the Henny out the bottle Surrounded by bad bitches, yeah, I'm fuckin' on some models So pour it up, feelin like a party in here Okay, I know what's up, she ion got her man in here Okay, I told you once, yeah, I do not have no fear Okay, I roll up runtz, feelin like the man of the year High as f*ck, everything in slow-mo Lookin for directions, but I don't know which way to go, whoa She wanna shoot a movie like the GoPro I can't do that, gonna get me caught up fasho A lot of niggas move like informants Lookin for love, but that love shit been dormant They on my dick and I think they want more of it I got some niggas watchin me, that be up on the Forbes list Chillin in the room with my gun They hear my music like, damn, this nigga got one Can get anything I want that's under the sun And they'll try to slow you down, but you gotta fight like Tyson I'ma be a hard act to follow Fill a f*ck nigga, up with hollows, no sorrow She drink all the Henny out the bottle Surrounded by bad bitches, yeah, I'm fuckin' on some models So pour it up, feelin like a party in here Okay, I know what's up, she ion got her man in here Okay, I told you once, yeah, I do not have no fear Okay, I roll up runtz, feelin like the man of the year I stick to myself, yeah, I stay in my room And a lot of niggas plottin, yeah, they wait on my doom But that's what you get when niggas wanna be you So you gotta keep on goin cause they'll clap if you lose Gotta keep the pressure, keep on goin And when you get the money, make sure it's overflowing And when you get that win, make sure these haters knowing And when you get that whip, drive it like that bitch was stolen, huh yea Playin' with my gun, yeah, it's goin' through trees When you down on your ass, nobody gon' believe But you gotta stay strong to the win that you see And you know what I say, shine limitlessly I'ma be a hard act to follow Fill a f*ck nigga, up with hollows, no sorrow She drink all the Henny out the bottle Surrounded by bad bitches, yeah, I'm fuckin on some models So pour it up, feelin like a party in here Okay, I know what's up, she ion got her man in here Okay, I told you once, yeah, I do not have no fear Okay, I roll up runtz, feelin like the man of the year