A year ago
I was down now I'm poppin
All these bitches hated on me
Now I see em all flockin
Got a couple fans
Then I turned into the man
This shit taking off
Shit you wouldn't understand
I was up all night
Tryna get my sound right
Now I'm going coast to coast
First class for my flights
Wished that ima make it
Now I pray I do it twice
Love the money and the fame
I was made for this life
Mr.Worldwide
Yes I'm global while you local
If it ain't about a bag
Then don't hit me on my mobile
Got these goofies clout chasin
Tryna beef up on my social
I could get em licked
Get em stamped like it's postal
My life movin fast
But I sip my liquor slow
Feelin like a kid
How I'm playing with this doh
And I feel it in my soul
Man I think I'm boutta blow
I done put some water on the plant
Sat back and watched it grow
Circle got smaller
I done cut out all the squares
1 of 1 baby out this world
I'm rare
When I'm out in public
Bitches stop and they stare
Bitch I'm always on the move
You can see me anywhere
A year ago
I was down now I'm poppin
All these bitches hated on me
Now I see em all flockin
Got a couple fans
Then I turned into the man
This shit taking off
Shit you wouldn't understand
I was up all night
Tryna get my sound right
Now I'm going coast to coast
First class for my flights
Wished that ima make it
Now I pray I do it twice
Love the money and the fame
I was made for this life
Yung Hop - The Man Lyrics
Yung Hop - The Man Lyrics
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A year ago
I was down now I'm poppin
All these bitches hated on me
Now I see em all flockin
Got a couple fans
Then I turned into the man
This shit taking off
Shit you wouldn't understand
I was up all night
Tryna get my sound right
Now I'm going coast to coast
First class for my flights
Wished that ima make it
Now I pray I do it twice
Love the money and the fame
I was made for this life
Mr.Worldwide
Yes I'm global while you local
If it ain't about a bag
Then don't hit me on my mobile
Got these goofies clout chasin
Tryna beef up on my social
I could get em licked
Get em stamped like it's postal
My life movin fast
But I sip my liquor slow
Feelin like a kid
How I'm playing with this doh
And I feel it in my soul
Man I think I'm boutta blow
I done put some water on the plant
Sat back and watched it grow
Circle got smaller
I done cut out all the squares
1 of 1 baby out this world
I'm rare
When I'm out in public
Bitches stop and they stare
Bitch I'm always on the move
You can see me anywhere
A year ago
I was down now I'm poppin
All these bitches hated on me
Now I see em all flockin
Got a couple fans
Then I turned into the man
This shit taking off
Shit you wouldn't understand
I was up all night
Tryna get my sound right
Now I'm going coast to coast
First class for my flights
Wished that ima make it
Now I pray I do it twice
Love the money and the fame
I was made for this life
I was down now I'm poppin
All these bitches hated on me
Now I see em all flockin
Got a couple fans
Then I turned into the man
This shit taking off
Shit you wouldn't understand
I was up all night
Tryna get my sound right
Now I'm going coast to coast
First class for my flights
Wished that ima make it
Now I pray I do it twice
Love the money and the fame
I was made for this life
Mr.Worldwide
Yes I'm global while you local
If it ain't about a bag
Then don't hit me on my mobile
Got these goofies clout chasin
Tryna beef up on my social
I could get em licked
Get em stamped like it's postal
My life movin fast
But I sip my liquor slow
Feelin like a kid
How I'm playing with this doh
And I feel it in my soul
Man I think I'm boutta blow
I done put some water on the plant
Sat back and watched it grow
Circle got smaller
I done cut out all the squares
1 of 1 baby out this world
I'm rare
When I'm out in public
Bitches stop and they stare
Bitch I'm always on the move
You can see me anywhere
A year ago
I was down now I'm poppin
All these bitches hated on me
Now I see em all flockin
Got a couple fans
Then I turned into the man
This shit taking off
Shit you wouldn't understand
I was up all night
Tryna get my sound right
Now I'm going coast to coast
First class for my flights
Wished that ima make it
Now I pray I do it twice
Love the money and the fame
I was made for this life
Writer: Robert Smoot
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