Main man

Intro / Verse 1
Feelin’ like the man (yeah, gang)
Doing hunnid on the highway, man I gotta chill (skrrt, slow down)
Had my Kia doing laps, like I’m finna do a drill (spin, nah fr)

Glock .40 on my waist, in case an opp tried to run
I’m ready to make it fly (boom, don’t try)

Phone bustin’, finna slide on my lil side (ring, hello?)
I walk in the mall, every town, tear it down (big stepper)

Kickin’ real shit, Liu Kang in this bitch (ha, flawless)
Lil homie did some crazy things, cut his dreads off (damn, he wild)

Caught a opp lurking on the gram, he a fan now (weird, watchin’)
Saw his girl on my story, now he mad now (uh-oh, too bad)

But if they tried steppin’ up to me—ooof (nah, don’t)
MAN DOWN (boom, gang)
HE A STAIN NOW (clean him)
And then pull to the funeral and clear it out (skrrt, no face)

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Verse 2
Pressure on my back, I been runnin’ through the rain (still here)
Lost some niggas to the streets, lost some niggas to the fame (RIP, damn)
Mama told me “slow it down,” but I’m stuck inside my ways (I tried)
Every scar on my body tell a story of the pain (real pain)

I was broke, tryna hustle with a dollar and a dream (no cap)
Now it’s road trips, long nights, duckin’ cameras, duckin’ scenes (duck)
Trust issues heavy, I don’t know what loyalty mean (at all)
Smile in my face but they envy what they see (fake love)

Had to boss up, can’t let nothin’ take me under (never)
Heart cold, mind sharp, still I move with the thunder (boom)
Every move calculated, I ain’t actin’ off the anger (think first)
Survivor’s guilt kickin’ in, I done lost too many members (damn)

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Hook
Feelin’ like the man, yeah I know they feel the pressure (they do)
Phone ringin’, paranoia, I don’t know if they gon’ test us (who next?)
I been grindin’ all my life, tryna turn pain into leverage (turn it)
If you ain’t ridin’ when it’s dark, don’t pull up when it’s better (don’t)

Man down, yeah the streets keep score (keep count)
Real ones still here, free the ones behind the door (free ’em)
I don’t talk, I just move, I been through this before (been here)
From the bottom to the top, had to crawl on the floor (no help)

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Verse 3
I don’t flex for the net, I been livin’ what I speak (on God)
Ain’t no clout in that beef, it’s a coffin or a tweet (sad truth)
Every night I’m on alert, barely get any sleep (wide awake)
Demons talkin’ to my head, tellin’ me they want me weak (they try)

I remember ramen noodles, dollar menus, late nights (real broke)
Now it’s lawyers on the phone tryna make sure I’m straight, right (good call)
Everybody want a piece when they see you elevate (hand out)
But they wasn’t in the field when it was time to demonstrate (where you at?)

I ain’t proud of every move, but I stand on what I did (own it)
Grew up fast, no guide, I was still just a kid (too young)
If I fall, pick me up, I ain’t askin’ for no pity (nah)
I’m just tryna make it out and put my people in position (gang)

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