Cry

[The Jacka] I got a six four Sting with the 302, bored it out In the rock game, got fame, when I bought its house After six seven Dart is swingin' when I barely bought it out Seven three Cutlass, that's a car that's rarely thought about Six nine, Seven'O Mali, that shit's not around Six eight 'Maro seven hunnid horses to the ground Skinnys on slicks in the back could cruise around Used to drive around cars like that while we movin' yayo You ain't have to do like that, then who is you fo' real? Dope boy die in car wrecks when they lose the wheel Jack n young Bern, turn around how I used to feel Follow connects to their cribs and then we move on them Ya don't want them outta the shark, ya better cool it then Riders everywhere that we show up, don't wanna lose no man Lose yo live from a sniper's blast, got the wildest niggas Treat my block like a diaper bag, I put powder in it [Hook: Smiggz] Doin' about 30 in a fly ass whip Windows up, got it cloudy and shit Rollin' up another joint, shotgun a bad bitch And all she wanna do is smoke you and smoke weed And got me feelin' like damn, I gotta be the man I gotta be the man, she swear that I'm the man Got me feelin' like damn, I gotta be the man I gotta be the man, she swear that I'm the man I'm feelin' like damn... [Curren$y] Paper licence plates on the Golden Gate Interstate, grace playin' high stakes Dice roll, winner takes all, trying ball all, catch me if I fall Risky business, stand on two feet, plant em in the quicksand Can't sink your man, cause I'm way quicker Every night trying fall asleep, 20 grand richer Paint lyrics, though some niggas will never get the picture Standin' on the planet, an artist with the canvas Caravan's and Lamborghini's and Ferrari's Princeton Nigga please, you couldn't see me if you imagined Wall Street Wolf got caught in the bear trap Snap em, and half em, shit'll get critical, Captain Whisperin' about what happened, get yo show cancelled More gas than you can handle, I done ran through Gas like the station, ample to sample I sent your bitch back with a handful [Hook: Smiggz] Doin' about 30 in a fly ass whip Windows up, got it cloudy and shit Rollin' up another joint, shotgun a bad bitch And all she wanna do is smoke you and smoke weed And got me feelin' like damn, I gotta be the man I gotta be the man, she swear that I'm the man Got me feelin' like damn, I gotta be the man I gotta be the man, she swear that I'm the man I'm feelin' like damn... [Berner] They smell the tatter on my big face, bills when I break em out Used to call purple bounce lakers settin' 80 out Sixty on my watch, might turn yo old lady out No clouds in my eyes, two stones cost me 80.000 Dope boys love everything that I speak about Wrap em up right over night, yeah, they leavin' town Dacks is callin' me; daddy why ya trick on my main bitches? I be buyin' change, and yo main, wanna play pimpin' Why so fresh? Yeah, it's stuck to my fingertips This right here, only real playas read on this Exotic weed, fast cars, few handle bars Paper bag, money buried deep in my family yard Few mill out the streets, still trafficking Oh nah, sweared I'd never touch a pack again Half a ticket, hand, count it in my cookie duffle Smoke out the turkey bag, throw uncle Snoop a couple [Hook: Smiggz] Doin' about 30 in a fly ass whip Windows up, got it cloudy and shit Rollin' up another joint, shotgun a bad bitch And all she wanna do is smoke you and smoke weed And got me feelin' like damn, I gotta be the man I gotta be the man, she swear that I'm the man Got me feelin' like damn, I gotta be the man I gotta be the man, she swear that I'm the man I'm feelin' like damn...