Manormade - Intro-Duction

Look
Just like a car with bad tires on it I lose it in rain
Just like a bitch when she looking for info I'm pickin ya brain
Just like a house with no maid it's messy my world in a rage
Look
I keep it on me like cash to burn a fuck nigga like sage
Got love for everybody
I don't wanna body
But a nigga won't hesitate
I just want some money
Rolling up that pressure hit the stu and then I meditate
It put my mind state in a better place
They watching my moves like a demonstration
They ke ke ke all in ya face
Whole time they be hating ya guts
I caught a vibe and I trust it

(We Gotta Sell it)
We gotta put it out and sell it
We gotta give ourself time to work it
Out now fuck it
Niggas be like coming out soon
What that's the lamest shit ever
I put that game on the floor
Pick it lil homie run off

I put that game on the floor
Pick it lil homie run off
Real ones come back they don't run off
See drama I'm budding that gun off
You not a hundred you one off
I'm more like a brick imma kilo
My scale it went dead need a reload
I put my trust in you people
You back and I promise I miss you
You listen to all of my issues

They gone be like where he at in Atlanta
Yeen even got a whole Bow man
That's what I'm sayin

When I'm in the road she missing me pull up and pull on her tracks
When she on that pole she ride for me
I think lil mama would die for me
For ever my lady like jodeci
That pussy it gotta hold of me

Written by:
Travon Poole

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