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The Man Lyrics - Reloaded - Roc Marciano

I turn my pain into power 

Back in the days put the flame to the powder 

My lady waited on the counter with a towel 

While I sang a Rick James banger in the shower 

My folks is dependent on me 

I wish you could see my vision through them tinted Cartiers 

Women and liquor for the army 

As for the car, bitch, this is a Ferrari 

The best persevere 

I start my verse when the cheque clear 

I spark purp, 

silk shirt 

Half open with the chest hair 

Mind blowin' sex with the cognac breath 

Five star spread from the chef 

Never been a hater, I don't give a fuck enough 

Besides that, heir sits on the up and up 

I got wind to betrayal 

I grab the big piece of shrimp by the tail 

Switch the cell, bitches on a nigga trail 

I won't nail nothing less than a bombshell 

Respect is the corner stone, bum niggas can't afford those clothes 

The four-four is chrome with the long nose 

Call it Ginobili, 

your real nigga show me 

I'm from a better cut of cashmere 

A plethra, the vest shed cat hair 

Jaguar jacket, scratch the catnip 

Black pimp, you bypass fat lip 

Deep rooted, the piece shooted 

The fact that I'm G can't be disputed 

Speak foolish, you can leak fluid 

Bust his chest wide open, you can see through it 

Always a had a pack for a way to get a stack 

Hustlin' this young niggas livin' in the shack 

Runnin' with the pack pull level off your back 

Crisp new era with the timbs all black 

Hangin' in the lobby with the clique with some knuckleheads 

Puffin' L's big gun by the underwear 

Just in case you was unaware 

I'm still a motherfucking man 

A new Aston, the ghost, call it Casper 

The chain is Alaska 

The fact that my kicks is suede became a factor 

I'm rollin' hash with my current hoes 

Sniff the Chris Mullin off the envelope 

Smooth game, shaved butter soap 

200k straight butter loaf 

Three hoes tryna rape a nigga 

I'm fixated on a greater figure (money) 

I scooped the bitch with the greater figure (body) 

Cause I'm a grade A nigga 

Paint the picture with a steady hand 

Same way I hold the 40, blow 20 grand 

Half naked woman tastefully, a belly dance 

I bet that pussy taste like a cherry chance 

 

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