On Road

I’m the man in my ends
Why these niggas pretend? (Why these niggas pretend?)
I’m the man in my ends
Why these niggas pretend? (Why these niggas pretend?)
I’m the man on road
I don’t see these niggas on road (See these niggas on road)
I’m the man on road
I don’t see these niggas on road (See these niggas on road)
I’m the man in my ends
Why these niggas pretend? (Why these niggas pretend?)
I’m the man in my ends
Why these niggas pretend? (Why these niggas pretend?)
I’m the man on road
I don’t see these niggas on road (See these niggas on road)
I’m the man on road
I don’t see these niggas on road (See these niggas on road)
Okay, look
Black mac strapped with the pole
Act up, taking your soul
You, you, you gimme yours
Act up taking 'em all
Your bitch taking 'em off
Hoe’s don’t hate anymore
We don’t chase anymore
Hoe’s I’m taking 'em all
Ain’t no space in the car
Don’t show face in the mall
Don’t show face anymore
You’re not safe anymore
CMDWN raising the bar
CMDWN wasting them all
Better than me?
You’re just taking a piss
Fans stay taking the pics
Mans stay fake as a bitch
Cops use race as a threat
White, they aim for your Lex
Black, they aim for your neck
Ain’t that a mess?
Gangs, they taking a rest
I’m here chasing a check
Drugs they pay for the rent
I’m not making it yet
I’m not making it yet
I’m still here in the ends
I’m still serving the heads
Mans observing the feds
Mans who talk to the cops
They can’t come to the block
They can’t bang with the gang
They can’t hang with the squad
They can’t mob with the mob
Leave ten holes in your car
Leave ten holes in your car
Before I turn the mic on
I be out in the coat 'till that white gone
Right on, water whipping in need of the lifeguard
Pylon, I be poking her 'till the whole pipe gone
Nice one, you get the picture just like a Nikon
Cyclone, Instagram pictures could turn a dyke on
Try some of this, can’t test me like I got spikes on my song
Niggas that die to me got they mind blown
I’m the man in my ends
Why these niggas pretend? (Why these niggas pretend?)
I’m the man in my ends
Why these niggas pretend? (Why these niggas pretend?)
I’m the man on road
I don’t see these niggas on road (See these niggas on road)
I’m the man on road
I don’t see these niggas on road (See these niggas on road)
Now they wanna rap like me
Now they wanna act like me
Can you blow a stack like me?
Can you get it back like me?
Then, how you gonna act like me?
Hover on the track like me
Wasn’t in the trap like me
Steady lookin' at the trap line bling
Now they wanna fight with a punchline king
Never worry bout another nigga not my thing
If I wanna like a London man
I could like a London man
Even though I’ve never been to London, fam
I don’t really know but there’s something, fam
Niggas act up, you ash on them, fam
Any nigga act tough, you gon' run them, fam
Keep your two cents, we don’t want them, fam
Fiji take this,
Yeah, I rock Ksubi in the trap
Nike Air Max and you know they all black
Wine in the booth, and you niggas can’t rap
Sippin' on juice and he sippin' on Act
Sippin' on this and sippin' on that
I’m getting on you, you niggas is all whack
It’s time to fall back, you niggas is all trash
You niggas get no cat, and your bitches is not bad
I’m the man in my ends
Why these niggas pretend? (Why these niggas pretend?)
I’m the man in my ends
Why these niggas pretend? (Why these niggas pretend?)
I’m the man on road
I don’t see these niggas on road (See these niggas on road)
I’m the man on road
I don’t see these niggas on road (See these niggas on road)
I’m the man in my ends
Why these niggas pretend? (Why these niggas pretend?)
I’m the man in my ends
Why these niggas pretend? (Why these niggas pretend?)
I’m the man on road
I don’t see these niggas on road (See these niggas on road)
I’m the man on road
I don’t see these niggas on road (See these niggas on road)