Lil Herb - Man Down lyrics

rate me

Take me way back

Way , way back

Back to ’87 with the dick cap

That’s why I play that

The 7th night I was in the block

And I made that

You expect that you can blaze that

Take me back, way back to elementary

Murder all my boy frieds And I will show no sympathy

I’m in this drama

Niggaz talk gentle to me

And money don’t mean a thing to me

I remember at night when it was at Tiffany’s

Niggaz can’t set them free

You’re fucked up my niggaz

So good luck my niggaz

You was in that fake system

So you suck my niggaz

You don’t give a fuck my niggaz

And I’m gonna live it up my niggaz

Don’t be mad at me

The bitch can’t get enough my nigga

So back to basics

Send me up my niggaz

Flow your OG to your face

So we got the slams in the club

Rollin’ ,planning money, nigga fuck

But you try to make another bill

I turn 18 and blow that thousand

I’m trying to win a Grammy

I got bored of selling crack

About my bro

He got it for the hoe

Fuck the low

I ain’t trying to send him off the road

You stack me up cause I don’t know

I don’t know

And free my nigga crazy Key

Shut up bitch for a perfect game

I am with all my ice on me

I got 24 but call me in this life

You will risk your life on me

You in the club I got your and

And you put a knife on me

Your’re standing in the line

Paying for all

I’ll show up to the club and let’s get it all

I’m sick of these hating niggaz

You tryin’ to see how much I’ll make it niggaz

Why you wanna see me fail?

I’m trying to make it nigga

Why you wanna see me broke?

My niggaz wanna see me dead

You wanna see me down

Say nigga take my hand when you see me around

You know boy you got to watch him

They gonna drop it down

But they’ll give you a dollar

Same nigga,same

And I’m going round round trying to ease the pain

I’m speeding no switching lanes

Got to talk like I’m on the way

Thanks to lili for correcting these lyrics