Baby girl, I'm the man from around my way
We can roll about a 8th
Give a f**k what a n***a gotta say
Don't you know? Better tell somebody
Better tell somebody
Baby girl, I'm the man from around my way
We can roll about a 8th
Give a f**k what a n***a gotta say
Don't you know? Better tell somebody
Better tell somebody
N****s know exactly what it is
B*****s know exactly what it is
Mos is back up in this s**t again
The room watch as soon as I get in
I know that if I came, then it's a check
I know that money don't equate respect
I know you n****s probably still be broke, if your checks reflect your intellect
Smoke bomb, like S.W.A.T. could intercept
They lookin' but they don't know where to check
Golden Goat up out the Kandy Pen, type of s**t your bouncers don't detect
8's up, we here to check a bag
And I got 160 on the dash
Retro 11, stickin' to the gas
Windows open, "Burning Bush" is blastin'
Your girl intoxicated by the swag, n***a it's lit
She all in my ear, going off the script
Smell a n***a trees, askin' for a hit, yeah
And she lookin' like Aaliyah though
Tamara and Tia flow
Weed previously rolled, we went through 3 of those
Now she in my vehicle
Talkin' bout places that we could go
S**t was all good just a week ago
Now you got me all in your speakers, joe
And she got me all on the speaker phone
Tellin' me how you be tweakin' yo
I say, "Sorry, mama. You should keep it home"
Sky put a 8th in a beaker though
We keep the details on a need-to-know
Baby girl, I'm the man from around my way
We can roll about a 8th
Give a f**k what a n***a gotta say
Don't you know? Better tell somebody
Better tell somebody
Baby girl, I'm the man from around my way
We can roll about a 8th
Give a f**k what a n***a gotta say
Don't you know? Better tell somebody
Better tell somebody
I ain't worried 'bout you amateurs, managed to keep my face off of them cameras
Went out my way to give example, then actually found a way to feed the family
Big man on many campuses
To some degree, we product sampling
No degree, you see me dancin' 'cross the stage to get the paper like a graduate
Shorty think that she balance it
Intelligent, sexy and talented
She like to use all her advantages
Plus she hold a pack, then she throw it back, make me notice that shorty been practicin'
Raisin' up my battin' averages
I take a swing and get it crackin' then
Back to back and then I'm back again
I might pull up when I get the urge
Hit your block and park my whip right there up on the curb
I hit your line like "Peace yo. What's the word? Let's puff this herb"
She f**k with me and go to sleep, and end up late for work
'Cause I'm that same n***a they askin' for
Like back and forth, they come back for more
If ya'll rappers was trappin' more they'd probably mention my s**t after yours
Paper full of that pack, of course
On stages all for them racks, of course
I gotta SUV, full of PYT's, and your main thing need back support
And I lean
Baby girl, I'm the man from around my way
We can roll about a 8th
Give a f**k what a n***a gotta say
Don't you know? Better tell somebody
Better tell somebody
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Baby girl, I'm the man from around my way
We can roll about a 8th
Give a f**k what a n***a gotta say
Don't you know? Better tell somebody
Better tell somebody
Baby girl, I'm the man from around my way
We can roll about a 8th
Give a f**k what a n***a gotta say
Don't you know? Better tell somebody
Better tell somebody
N****s know exactly what it is
B*****s know exactly what it is
Mos is back up in this s**t again
The room watch as soon as I get in
I know that if I came, then it's a check
I know that money don't equate respect
I know you n****s probably still be broke, if your checks reflect your intellect
Smoke bomb, like S.W.A.T. could intercept
They lookin' but they don't know where to check
Golden Goat up out the Kandy Pen, type of s**t your bouncers don't detect
8's up, we here to check a bag
And I got 160 on the dash
Retro 11, stickin' to the gas
Windows open, "Burning Bush" is blastin'
Your girl intoxicated by the swag, n***a it's lit
She all in my ear, going off the script
Smell a n***a trees, askin' for a hit, yeah
And she lookin' like Aaliyah though
Tamara and Tia flow
Weed previously rolled, we went through 3 of those
Now she in my vehicle
Talkin' bout places that we could go
S**t was all good just a week ago
Now you got me all in your speakers, joe
And she got me all on the speaker phone
Tellin' me how you be tweakin' yo
I say, "Sorry, mama. You should keep it home"
Sky put a 8th in a beaker though
We keep the details on a need-to-know
Baby girl, I'm the man from around my way
We can roll about a 8th
Give a f**k what a n***a gotta say
Don't you know? Better tell somebody
Better tell somebody
Baby girl, I'm the man from around my way
We can roll about a 8th
Give a f**k what a n***a gotta say
Don't you know? Better tell somebody
Better tell somebody
I ain't worried 'bout you amateurs, managed to keep my face off of them cameras
Went out my way to give example, then actually found a way to feed the family
Big man on many campuses
To some degree, we product sampling
No degree, you see me dancin' 'cross the stage to get the paper like a graduate
Shorty think that she balance it
Intelligent, sexy and talented
She like to use all her advantages
Plus she hold a pack, then she throw it back, make me notice that shorty been practicin'
Raisin' up my battin' averages
I take a swing and get it crackin' then
Back to back and then I'm back again
I might pull up when I get the urge
Hit your block and park my whip right there up on the curb
I hit your line like "Peace yo. What's the word? Let's puff this herb"
She f**k with me and go to sleep, and end up late for work
'Cause I'm that same n***a they askin' for
Like back and forth, they come back for more
If ya'll rappers was trappin' more they'd probably mention my s**t after yours
Paper full of that pack, of course
On stages all for them racks, of course
I gotta SUV, full of PYT's, and your main thing need back support
And I lean
Baby girl, I'm the man from around my way
We can roll about a 8th
Give a f**k what a n***a gotta say
Don't you know? Better tell somebody
Better tell somebody
We can roll about a 8th
Give a f**k what a n***a gotta say
Don't you know? Better tell somebody
Better tell somebody
Baby girl, I'm the man from around my way
We can roll about a 8th
Give a f**k what a n***a gotta say
Don't you know? Better tell somebody
Better tell somebody
N****s know exactly what it is
B*****s know exactly what it is
Mos is back up in this s**t again
The room watch as soon as I get in
I know that if I came, then it's a check
I know that money don't equate respect
I know you n****s probably still be broke, if your checks reflect your intellect
Smoke bomb, like S.W.A.T. could intercept
They lookin' but they don't know where to check
Golden Goat up out the Kandy Pen, type of s**t your bouncers don't detect
8's up, we here to check a bag
And I got 160 on the dash
Retro 11, stickin' to the gas
Windows open, "Burning Bush" is blastin'
Your girl intoxicated by the swag, n***a it's lit
She all in my ear, going off the script
Smell a n***a trees, askin' for a hit, yeah
And she lookin' like Aaliyah though
Tamara and Tia flow
Weed previously rolled, we went through 3 of those
Now she in my vehicle
Talkin' bout places that we could go
S**t was all good just a week ago
Now you got me all in your speakers, joe
And she got me all on the speaker phone
Tellin' me how you be tweakin' yo
I say, "Sorry, mama. You should keep it home"
Sky put a 8th in a beaker though
We keep the details on a need-to-know
Baby girl, I'm the man from around my way
We can roll about a 8th
Give a f**k what a n***a gotta say
Don't you know? Better tell somebody
Better tell somebody
Baby girl, I'm the man from around my way
We can roll about a 8th
Give a f**k what a n***a gotta say
Don't you know? Better tell somebody
Better tell somebody
I ain't worried 'bout you amateurs, managed to keep my face off of them cameras
Went out my way to give example, then actually found a way to feed the family
Big man on many campuses
To some degree, we product sampling
No degree, you see me dancin' 'cross the stage to get the paper like a graduate
Shorty think that she balance it
Intelligent, sexy and talented
She like to use all her advantages
Plus she hold a pack, then she throw it back, make me notice that shorty been practicin'
Raisin' up my battin' averages
I take a swing and get it crackin' then
Back to back and then I'm back again
I might pull up when I get the urge
Hit your block and park my whip right there up on the curb
I hit your line like "Peace yo. What's the word? Let's puff this herb"
She f**k with me and go to sleep, and end up late for work
'Cause I'm that same n***a they askin' for
Like back and forth, they come back for more
If ya'll rappers was trappin' more they'd probably mention my s**t after yours
Paper full of that pack, of course
On stages all for them racks, of course
I gotta SUV, full of PYT's, and your main thing need back support
And I lean
Baby girl, I'm the man from around my way
We can roll about a 8th
Give a f**k what a n***a gotta say
Don't you know? Better tell somebody
Better tell somebody
Writer: Jay Walker, Treviante Brown
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid