I'm the Man

Lyrics

[Intro] Nigga had the nerve to fuckin' tell me niggas from 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" Stupid-ass motherfuckers (New York, what up? Queens) I'ma quit talking all that shit and about show y'all Shout out the whole 86 Ave, my nigga D. Scott Y'all been known, I told y'all niggas I'm gettin' this bread and goin' home I'ma show y'all stupid-ass motherfuckers (Coming soon, nigga, uh) Rich Mitch, what up? Dumb-ass niggas [Verse 1] The heir to the throne, 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 lookin' 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, voil I'm here, humble out of respect, not fear So please be clear, nigga, please beware I'm a motherfuckin' monster, BS me? Nah, my hand game like fuckin' PSP Now pop the champagne, money is comin' soon My dick do the damn thing, honey, it's cummin' soon She jerkin', bend her over, now she hurtin' Livin' reckless got me thinkin' of death, look how she flirtin' Well, fuck that bitch, man, a nigga tryna breathe (Yeah) Some of these niggas be tryna dick her down and leave Rest in peace, y'all boys livin' 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? Midday 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 [Chorus] I'm the man (Yeah, hey) I'm the man (I'm the man, I told y'all niggas, dog) Yeah, I'm the man (Simple as that) [Verse 2] Yeah (Uh) They say I act like I'm the man 'cause motherfucker, I am Niggas study my style, I should be givin' 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) Schemin' on that drop-top CL, but it's costin' (Yeah) Long-term plans for the fam, we'll be golfin' Never catch a nigga double-crossin' unless I'm flossin' (Woo) In the streets, niggas peaceful until you force 'em To quarterback them bullet passes, you can Randy Moss 'em (Yeah) Goddamn, you niggas got handled Niggas only publishin', my style got sampled So I switched like a thick bitch with some heels on Seen a nigga get popped, I feel for him (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 sippin' got a nigga straight leanin' My DNA drippin' while your girl stay drinkin' (Haha) I told you I'm the man, what the fuck y'all niggas thinkin'? Yeah [Chorus] Yeah (I'm the man) Shout out to Fat Gear down in ATL, my nigga, what's up? I'm the man, nigga (I'm the man) I'm the man, nigga (I'm the man) Shout out to my nigga Rico out in Chicago, I see you Yeah (Yo) [Outro] First and foremost, Fayettenam, what's good? Carolina, what up? Bull City, Raleigh, Charlotte, Winston-Salem, Greensboro, Wilmington, nigga Everywhere, dog, you know? I'm reppin' from long distance, man I told y'all, boy, 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 I'm back so much, nigga I hear y'all lil' niggas talking, nigga Prince of the city, nigga, prince of the South, nigga, holla at me You know? Heir to the throne, bitch