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tafia - many men envy lyrics
[intro]
i be feelin’ these n_ggas don’t be wanting me to win, for real
i came in with my own sh_t, they don’t like that
i’m too real for these n_ggas, but how i’m built, it ain’t never gon’ stop
you know what i’m sayin’?
ayy
ayy, what you do?
[verse 1]
we put b_tch n_ggas in caskets (uh)
i be like, “f_ck it”, if you gon’ go, then go out blastin’ (uh_huh)
feelin’ like lebron at half_court, i made the basket (phew)
i was out in texas when meek mill was doin’ draft picks (let’s go)
it was me and guch runnin’ up them digits, we was labbing (oh, yeah)
flew back to miami, i called snider, i need the aston (i need the aston)
i’m really that boy, i just don’t do too much for the ‘gram (oh, no_no)
h_lla n_ggas cappin’, all this snitchin’, i’m like, “d_mn” (no h0m_)
ashamed to say i’ma rapper, never knew it was this bad (this sh_t bad)
say cheese stop f_cking wit’ me, on the low, he was a fan (on my mama)
guess he couldn’t take advantage ’cause he knew i was the man
yeah, get rich or die tryin’, either that, or the can (or the can)
my bread come out the streets, i don’t know, uncle sam (i don’t know, uncle sam)
but i started taxin’, turned a 30 ball into a chrono
forgot i was a rapper, i be cringing in my photos (uh)
i’m wit’ dizzy, omar, granny, e, and class at the soho (yeah)
forgot where i was at i almost walked in wit’ the pole (haha)
[bridge]
i gotta get used to this sh_t
i be—, i be walking like i’m still—
you know what i’m sayin’?
i forget i’m tryna make a deal
you know what i’m sayin’?
[verse 2]
yeah, and i don’t know what happened (yeah)
i seen the toughest n_ggas fold like i had paper glasses (on god)
i line my ducks up in a row, i’m tryna see what’s happening (uh)
i got this sh_t up off the floor, that’s why i don’t like landin’ (uh_huh)
it give me goosebumps, remember i was too up (remember, i was too up)
it wasn’t no comin’ down
it’s like them people knew soemthin’
took four hunnid and eighty thou’ (yeah)
i’m buzzin’, turn ya tube up
dark skin, diamonds on a n_gga look like klu_klux
fix the problem, ain’t no pressure, n_gga, i got my tool up (uh_huh)
draco’s, ar15, all the glocks don’t be a scoop_up (boy, don’t be a fool)
can’t put no guns in my video, these ain’t props, these gon’ k!ll somethin’
got a hand on everything that’s movin’, why he still thumbin’?
don’t be a dumb n_gga
[outro]
don’t be stupid, n_gga (don’t be dumb, n_gga)
i see how n_ggas move ’round me
n_ggas really be scarred, for real
man like i ain’t gon’ do nothin’ to you, man
i’m tryna make a deal, i left that life alone
you know what i’m sayin’? (i walk like a ghost, i’m still gon’ pop some’ on you, n_gga)
act ocky, you gon’ look ocky at the end, n_gga
don’t do that (please don’t)
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