Man Down Lyrics - Singles - Lil Herb

[Intro] 

Look man, Ball Like I'm Kobe the mixtape coming soon man 

Young nigga done grew up now though but let me tell you something 

[Verse 1] 

Take me way back, way way back 

Back to 87th Rink with the wave caps 

Back to 72nd street that's where I played at 

But 79 essex block where I was made at 

East side, only side where I was raised at 

No cease fire, disrespect us you get blazed at 

Take me back, way back to elementary 

Lost G Fazo in 2010 the rest was history 

And ever since its been "murder all my enemies" 

And ever since it's been "never show no sympathy" 

I'm in this by myself, niggas don't mean shit to me 

And money don't mean shit to me 

I remember nights, when it wasn't shit to eat 

And ever since it's been "niggas can't get shit for free" 

This world fucked up my nigga, so good luck my nigga 

And once you in that state system then you stuck my nigga 

Better get some bucks my nigga 

You only got yourself the rest don't give a fuck my nigga 

And I'mma live it up my nigga 

Don't be mad at me your bitch can't get enough my nigga 

But back to basics, you want that bank just hit me up my nigga 

Smoking OG to the face I'm high as fuck my nigga 

You know G Herbo keep some codeine in his cup my nigga 

Roll up to my show we got 4 FNs in the trunk my nigga 

And we got them slammers in the club 

You know Lil Marley blammin' nigga mud 

Just went to see my big bro Maskey in the county jail 

He was out on 25 but he tryna make another bail 

When I was 17 I seen my first 100 racks 

I turned 18 seen it again and blew that 100 back 

But now I'm wiser bitch I'm master making money stack 

I'm tryna win a grammy I got fo' n dem out there sellin' crack 

What you need? You know we buy that store 

Big bucks my bro, he got it for the low 

Fuck the law they tryna send a nigga up the road 

Passing out conspiracies they snatch me up bitch I don't know I don't know 

Free my nigga Crazy James, shout out my big bro perfect 8 

And ever since they took the game shit ain't been the same 

Free Lil Merch and wet em up see shorty n them be duckin treys 

Roll around with all my ice on me 

I got 24 for Kobe and this pipe on me 

Boy you better not risk your life on me 

We in the club might get your head shot, pull a knife on me 

You standin' in the line paying for your mans and all 

I don't show up to the club unless the fans involved 

I'm sick of these hating niggas, all you snaking niggas 

Pocket watcher tryna see how much I'm making nigga 

Why you wanna see me fail? I'm tryna make it nigga 

Why you want me to be broke and stay a basic nigga? 

Why niggas wanna see me dead? Tryna see me down 

Same niggas shake my hand when they see me 'round 

Let you know for you gotta watch em 

They gon drop a dime or kill you for a dollar 

And I gotta watch my back cause I know niggas plottin' 

Same nigga who say he ya partna' he'll pop-pop 

And I'm ridin' round tryna ease the pain 

Smoking on dutches drink a ace of lean 

High speedin' and I'm switching lanes 

Tired of talkin Ballin Like I'm Kobe on the way 

[Outro] 

RIP all my niggas man 

Free all my niggas man 

Ballin Like I'm Kobe on the mixtape 

Coming real soon man 

You already know what it is man 

Pistol gang, 4L 

You already know how we rocking man 

[..] 

Let's get it man 

We don't fuck around we gotta get this money man 

Fuck all that other shit