I'm The Man

Nigga have the nerve to fucking tell me Niggas in the South can't spit? Bitch, I'll smack your dumb ass (Fayettenam, what up? Carolina, what up?) We gon' call this joint right here "I'm The Man" New York, what up? Queens I'm here, yo (talking all that shit, I'm 'bout to show y'all) Shoutout the whole 86 Ave. (Not for long though) I told y'all niggas,I'm getting my bread and I'm going home My nigga D. Scott Show you all stupid-ass motherfuckers, nigga (Rich Mitch, what up?) Dumb-ass niggas (uh) The heir to the throne A South nigga bred to the bone But haters say he fled from his home (please) Now picture that, I was eighteen with million-dollar dreams (yeah) Moved to Jamaica Queens like Prince Akeem But ain't looking for no queen (nah), came to get my cream (yup) City on my back, I just lift my wings, I'm fly You niggas on my dick, why lie? Thought them niggas from the South couldn't spit, voilà I'm here, humble out of respect not fear So please be clear, nigga, please beware I'm a motherfucking monster, BS me? (Nah) No, my hand game like fucking PSP Now pop the champagne, money is coming soon My dick do the damn thing, honey, it's cumming soon She jerking, bend her over, now she hurting Living reckless got me thinking of death, look how she flirting Well, f*ck that bitch, man a nigga tryna breathe (yeah) And some of these niggas be tryna dick her down and leave Rest in peace, y'all boys living too fast Caught up in the cash, and got shot up in a flash Ville niggas don't play When it come to that money, think real niggas won't spray? Mid-day when it's sunny, they kill niggas broad day On some old new jack shit This rap shit is like tag, nigga, you not it, so run I'm the man, yeah Hey, I'm the man Yeah (and I'm the man, I told y'all niggas, dawg) I'm the man (simple as that) Yeah (uh) They say I act like I'm the man 'cause, motherfucker, I am Niggas study my style, I should be giving exams Damn, boy, I'm so flamboyant with the ensemble Polo jacket, Polo tee, what a fine combo And I'm the man, now understand a nigga bossin' (yeah) Scheming on that drop top CL but it's costing (yeah) Long term plans for the fam, we'll be golfing Never catch a nigga double-crossing unless I'm flossing (woo) In the streets niggas peaceful until you force 'em To quarterback them bullet passes, you could Randy Moss 'em (yeah) Goddamn you niggas got handled Niggas only publishing, my style got sampled So I switched like a thick bitch with some heels on Seen a nigga get popped, I feel for 'em (yeah) I know who did it, but you think I'm finna squeal on him? (Nah) Shout out to R.J. Hill I would kill for him, that's word Nigga, observe my genius E&j sipping got a nigga straight leaning My DNA dripping while your girl stay drinking I told you I'm the man, what the f*ck y'all niggas thinking? Yeah, yeah (Shout out to Phat Gear down in ATL) I'm the man, nigga (my nigga, Hassan, what up?) And I'm the man And I'm the man, nigga (Shout out to my nigga Rico out in Chicago) I'm the man Yeah (I see you) Yo First and foremost, Fayettenam, what's good? Carolina, what up? Bull City, Raleigh, Charlotte, Salem Greensboro, Wilmington, nigga Everywhere, dawg I'm reppin' from long distance, man I told y'all boys, I'm 'bout to get this money and come home right quick Y'all niggas still see me though, you think I'm still there Y'all ain't even know I'm gone Back so much, nigga I hear y'all little niggas talking, nigga Prince of the city, nigga, prince of the South, nigga, holla at me Ya know? Heir to the throne, bitch