I know you a real one ?
So maybe you'll feel when I'm telling you this
You know this game, you've sat on that bench
6 by 9 cell and it's smelling like piss
Shoulda been out here ballin with your niggas
But you're in there falling off and tryna kick
So where did it all go
Cus just a week ago
I lost my big brother and best friend
We swore to PMG until the end
But you took a shortcut to get to the bag
I understood so I stay to the back
Let you do you end up watching you crash
Now I feel like I am missing a half
Almost like no one is watching my back
But I'mma keep running court on all these niggas
But it just looks better when you catch the pass
I saw it then when you started infecting yourself
It was affecting your health
Showing up to them shows hella lit mumbling shit
Up under your breath
Up on the stage forgetting your lines
I'm giving that look like "come on man" but
F*ck all this rap shit
Now I'm getting at you
Like a grown man
Bro, I love you but I cannot stand by
While you're up in the clouds like a campfire
We supposed to be building an empire
But them drugs had you in a different mind
But you could have came to me anytime and I would have embraced you again
Maybe if you took me up on it then
We wouldn't be having this man to man. But hey
I feel your anger inside, nobody understands
Weight of the world on your shoulders, holding up high demands
Fake homies, in Disguise snitches detailing all your plans
But before you get hit them niggas let's have a man-2-man
Chill
Sit down, let's have a man-2-man
I know you all about it
Trust me I understand
But chill
Sit down, let's have a man-2-man
Before you get at them niggas ever again
I know they stole some shit out your crib
But why were you showing them hoes where you live
Messing with Vanna Dee Misty type Casey, Kat bitches
My niggaa what else would you get
Everyone raps but not everyone wins
And we can't keep giving new niggas a chance
All of that time you was wasted on niggas
You shoulda been spending that shit with the camp
Out on a tour
Burberry cologne
My nigga we on like a check engine light
Wherever we go it's still Pioneerlyfe
And that's the real reason these rappers is tight
Check out the gear
Diamonds in ears
But now you ain't here and I'm sending you kites
Telling you everything will be alright
Like I got it all put together in my life
But bro
Chill
Now you got time
To redefine
Drop to your knees and pray to your God
Detox your body and renew your mind
I'mma be close to your side the whole time
And lay out red carpets for when you return
But up until then
We lighting blue candles and letting them burn
Burn
Burn
I believe loyalty hurts but it's worth the pain
If you keep a solid, I'mma do the same
You go work on you and I'mma calculate
In my Thugz Mansion, pray for better days
Programs, through the chains, I will never change
Pioneer Kings, We Forever Reign
Let them all know that its PMG until the motherf*cking grave Nigga
I feel your anger inside, nobody understands
Weight of the world on your shoulders, holding up high demands
Fake homies, in Disguise snitches detailing all your plans
But before you get hit them niggas let's have a man-2-man
Chill
Sit down, let's have a man-2-man
I know you all about it
Trust me I understand
But chill
Sit down, let's have a man-2-man
Before you get at them niggas ever again
This is a free call from.
Taj.
An inmate at Vista detention Facility
This call is being recorded
Yo
What's up bro
What up with it
Shit. You tell me man
What you doing man
These niggas on that wack shit you know I'm saying
These niggas on that wack shit they not ready for this shit
I'm telling you bro wait till we get this, wait
Wait
Wait till they see these numbers booming they going to be mad
Nigga y'all niggas had a chance to get on board a long time ago
Till then man doors closed
PMG forever Nigga
They don't know what it is
Nigga soon as I get out Nigga
Gang
Nigga 5150 we dropping a new album nigga
F*ck how they feel
We getting back on these streets
Love you bro I'm gone man
I got to go meditate
Imma hit you up
One
One
Hollywood Fos - Man 2 Man Lyrics
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I know you a real one ?
So maybe you'll feel when I'm telling you this
You know this game, you've sat on that bench
6 by 9 cell and it's smelling like piss
Shoulda been out here ballin with your niggas
But you're in there falling off and tryna kick
So where did it all go
Cus just a week ago
I lost my big brother and best friend
We swore to PMG until the end
But you took a shortcut to get to the bag
I understood so I stay to the back
Let you do you end up watching you crash
Now I feel like I am missing a half
Almost like no one is watching my back
But I'mma keep running court on all these niggas
But it just looks better when you catch the pass
I saw it then when you started infecting yourself
It was affecting your health
Showing up to them shows hella lit mumbling shit
Up under your breath
Up on the stage forgetting your lines
I'm giving that look like "come on man" but
F*ck all this rap shit
Now I'm getting at you
Like a grown man
Bro, I love you but I cannot stand by
While you're up in the clouds like a campfire
We supposed to be building an empire
But them drugs had you in a different mind
But you could have came to me anytime and I would have embraced you again
Maybe if you took me up on it then
We wouldn't be having this man to man. But hey
I feel your anger inside, nobody understands
Weight of the world on your shoulders, holding up high demands
Fake homies, in Disguise snitches detailing all your plans
But before you get hit them niggas let's have a man-2-man
Chill
Sit down, let's have a man-2-man
I know you all about it
Trust me I understand
But chill
Sit down, let's have a man-2-man
Before you get at them niggas ever again
I know they stole some shit out your crib
But why were you showing them hoes where you live
Messing with Vanna Dee Misty type Casey, Kat bitches
My niggaa what else would you get
Everyone raps but not everyone wins
And we can't keep giving new niggas a chance
All of that time you was wasted on niggas
You shoulda been spending that shit with the camp
Out on a tour
Burberry cologne
My nigga we on like a check engine light
Wherever we go it's still Pioneerlyfe
And that's the real reason these rappers is tight
Check out the gear
Diamonds in ears
But now you ain't here and I'm sending you kites
Telling you everything will be alright
Like I got it all put together in my life
But bro
Chill
Now you got time
To redefine
Drop to your knees and pray to your God
Detox your body and renew your mind
I'mma be close to your side the whole time
And lay out red carpets for when you return
But up until then
We lighting blue candles and letting them burn
Burn
Burn
I believe loyalty hurts but it's worth the pain
If you keep a solid, I'mma do the same
You go work on you and I'mma calculate
In my Thugz Mansion, pray for better days
Programs, through the chains, I will never change
Pioneer Kings, We Forever Reign
Let them all know that its PMG until the motherf*cking grave Nigga
I feel your anger inside, nobody understands
Weight of the world on your shoulders, holding up high demands
Fake homies, in Disguise snitches detailing all your plans
But before you get hit them niggas let's have a man-2-man
Chill
Sit down, let's have a man-2-man
I know you all about it
Trust me I understand
But chill
Sit down, let's have a man-2-man
Before you get at them niggas ever again
This is a free call from.
Taj.
An inmate at Vista detention Facility
This call is being recorded
Yo
What's up bro
What up with it
Shit. You tell me man
What you doing man
These niggas on that wack shit you know I'm saying
These niggas on that wack shit they not ready for this shit
I'm telling you bro wait till we get this, wait
Wait
Wait till they see these numbers booming they going to be mad
Nigga y'all niggas had a chance to get on board a long time ago
Till then man doors closed
PMG forever Nigga
They don't know what it is
Nigga soon as I get out Nigga
Gang
Nigga 5150 we dropping a new album nigga
F*ck how they feel
We getting back on these streets
Love you bro I'm gone man
I got to go meditate
Imma hit you up
One
One
So maybe you'll feel when I'm telling you this
You know this game, you've sat on that bench
6 by 9 cell and it's smelling like piss
Shoulda been out here ballin with your niggas
But you're in there falling off and tryna kick
So where did it all go
Cus just a week ago
I lost my big brother and best friend
We swore to PMG until the end
But you took a shortcut to get to the bag
I understood so I stay to the back
Let you do you end up watching you crash
Now I feel like I am missing a half
Almost like no one is watching my back
But I'mma keep running court on all these niggas
But it just looks better when you catch the pass
I saw it then when you started infecting yourself
It was affecting your health
Showing up to them shows hella lit mumbling shit
Up under your breath
Up on the stage forgetting your lines
I'm giving that look like "come on man" but
F*ck all this rap shit
Now I'm getting at you
Like a grown man
Bro, I love you but I cannot stand by
While you're up in the clouds like a campfire
We supposed to be building an empire
But them drugs had you in a different mind
But you could have came to me anytime and I would have embraced you again
Maybe if you took me up on it then
We wouldn't be having this man to man. But hey
I feel your anger inside, nobody understands
Weight of the world on your shoulders, holding up high demands
Fake homies, in Disguise snitches detailing all your plans
But before you get hit them niggas let's have a man-2-man
Chill
Sit down, let's have a man-2-man
I know you all about it
Trust me I understand
But chill
Sit down, let's have a man-2-man
Before you get at them niggas ever again
I know they stole some shit out your crib
But why were you showing them hoes where you live
Messing with Vanna Dee Misty type Casey, Kat bitches
My niggaa what else would you get
Everyone raps but not everyone wins
And we can't keep giving new niggas a chance
All of that time you was wasted on niggas
You shoulda been spending that shit with the camp
Out on a tour
Burberry cologne
My nigga we on like a check engine light
Wherever we go it's still Pioneerlyfe
And that's the real reason these rappers is tight
Check out the gear
Diamonds in ears
But now you ain't here and I'm sending you kites
Telling you everything will be alright
Like I got it all put together in my life
But bro
Chill
Now you got time
To redefine
Drop to your knees and pray to your God
Detox your body and renew your mind
I'mma be close to your side the whole time
And lay out red carpets for when you return
But up until then
We lighting blue candles and letting them burn
Burn
Burn
I believe loyalty hurts but it's worth the pain
If you keep a solid, I'mma do the same
You go work on you and I'mma calculate
In my Thugz Mansion, pray for better days
Programs, through the chains, I will never change
Pioneer Kings, We Forever Reign
Let them all know that its PMG until the motherf*cking grave Nigga
I feel your anger inside, nobody understands
Weight of the world on your shoulders, holding up high demands
Fake homies, in Disguise snitches detailing all your plans
But before you get hit them niggas let's have a man-2-man
Chill
Sit down, let's have a man-2-man
I know you all about it
Trust me I understand
But chill
Sit down, let's have a man-2-man
Before you get at them niggas ever again
This is a free call from.
Taj.
An inmate at Vista detention Facility
This call is being recorded
Yo
What's up bro
What up with it
Shit. You tell me man
What you doing man
These niggas on that wack shit you know I'm saying
These niggas on that wack shit they not ready for this shit
I'm telling you bro wait till we get this, wait
Wait
Wait till they see these numbers booming they going to be mad
Nigga y'all niggas had a chance to get on board a long time ago
Till then man doors closed
PMG forever Nigga
They don't know what it is
Nigga soon as I get out Nigga
Gang
Nigga 5150 we dropping a new album nigga
F*ck how they feel
We getting back on these streets
Love you bro I'm gone man
I got to go meditate
Imma hit you up
One
One
Writer: Dominic Foster
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid