LosDenero - Manners

They say get it how you live
I say live how you can get it
I'm Popeye without the spinach
You know what happens when I get it
They tried to throw me in the slammer
They tried to take my country grammar
But I'm still putting on for Nana
She always told me watch my Manners
And I'm still bringing home the banners
My homie say this his new anthem
Must throw the 4s in all the cameras
Free my lil bro he need his chances
And I just heard he had a baby
Then heard the baby mama crazy
The DNA she wouldn't take it
My brother think she being lazy
Ain't that crazy it's still As Salam Alaikum
Do this for Niyah Johnni and my daughter Patience
We from the Bany where they low on expectations
Shit we was rapping fo' we knew that we could make it
Now everybody wanna show you they lil cadence
But I'm the greatest ain't no simulation
You getting lost so I'm giving demonstration
But I can pick it up don't ever get mistaken
Been gone a minute and they think that I misplaced it
But I'm back with the fire
Heard they thought they killed Los I brought back the Messiah
Ambition of a rider
Moving like a supplier
Niggas wanna be wolves I'll introduce you to your sire
They say get it how you live
I say live how you can get it
I'm Popeye without the spinach
You know what happens when I get it
They tried to throw me in the slammer
They tried to take my country grammar
But I'm still putting on for Nana
She always told me watch my Manners
Just salute me when you see me
I cut some niggas cause they addicted to leaching
My proud family done broke up Bibi and Cici
Gone need an Oscar to get them back on a tv
My sugar mama go Harriet on the weekend
And she freaky call her lil Panini
No throwing up in no huddles no Willie Beaming
But I'm the nicest you'll ever see on your tv
Just my prices and tell me that you don't need me
Ain't greedy I just call it how I see
Say you don't need me well fuck it bitch I'm leaving
Stay with the Mavericks like I'm going pistol peteing
You tagging shooters well my city where we keep em
My niggas been it from the 3 just like Demetric
Won't stop until we see a B that's on my nieces
I want a Bentley and I ain't with all the leasing
Can't be the last one to the class when I'm the teacher
That's word to my Umi
These words they consume me
The world is confusing
Our children are losing (Wait that's too deep)
My pen steady moving
No choice but to choose me
You niggas good times I'm more like a movement
They say get it how you live
I say live how you can get it
I'm Popeye without the spinach
You know what happens when I get it
They tried to throw me in the slammer
They tried to take my country grammar
But I'm still putting on for Nana
She always told me watch my Manners

Written by:
Carlos Brown Jr

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