Man of the hour

Lately I been in my space Lately I been in my own lane Tryna be one of the greats That shit gone take me a long way She wanna eat at Chipotle Tell that bitch get out my face I do not care what a hoe say She not my girl anyways Finessa Finessin All fax my nigga no guessing How you getting head while whipping with no hands Its cause of that Tessy I got the moves Elvis Presley Yo bitch she think I look sexy This money making shit a hobby So I can do it while im resting yea When I f*ck for a long time I feel like the man of the hour How they act like they love my success But when I take wins them boys moving sour I dont like to leave no leftovers Its food on my plate then that boy gone devour She the baddest so these niggas crowd her She dont allow it, so I allow her Yea, yea When I hit a big parlay I feel like the man of the year I cant tell her I love her Im scared Too much fucked up shit going through my head GLE on the benz know I sped They cant catch up cause that boy too ahead Just like the lights I left shordy on read I couldnt take all the dumb shit she said Yea Yo who turning up the city Only one bringing the flavour Engineering up the bag Like I took it for my major She dont wanna be saved So my nigga I wont save her Niggas couldnt take my spot Cause I got intimidator Yo who turning up the city Only one bringing the flavour Engineering up the bag Like I took it for my major She dont wanna be saved So my nigga I wont save her Niggas couldnt take my spot Cause I got intimidator If you the best then dont say shit Cause when you humble you make it I might f*ck her if she taken But I wont f*ck if she basic Balling on niggas I knew I was him Since them nights in the basement She gone shake it when the bass hit Niggas black market They be on that fake shit Finessa Finessin All fax my nigga no guessing How you getting head while whipping with no hands Its cause of that Tessy I got the moves Elvis Presley Yo bitch she think I look sexy This money making shit a hobby So I can do it while im resting yea When I f*ck for a long time I feel like the man of the hour How they act like they love my success But when I take wins them boys moving sour I dont like to leave no leftovers Its food on my plate then that boy gone devour She the baddest so these niggas crowd her She dont allow it, so I allow her Yea, yea When I hit a big parlay I feel like the man of the year I cant tell her I love her Im scared Too much fucked up shit going through my head GLE on the benz know I sped They cant catch up cause that boy too ahead Just like the lights I left shordy on read I couldnt take all the dumb shit she said Yea Yea Yea Yea