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sycosis - the man ft. kace lyrics

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big chips, rollie on my wrist
never miss and she love it when i hit
peep game and they say i’m too legit
plug calling say he hit another l!ck
got some money now they calling me the man
d-mn they calling me the man
got a check now they calling me the man
d-mn they calling me the man

verse 1
imagine being rich putting 10 down but 20 when it flip
i’m talking big chips no ranch hemi in the whip
slide down biscayne, left lane remy on my lips
feel like prince hakeem, yeah you can trip but semi on my hip
pray i don’t pull it for nothing they claiming sets and they bluffing
i’m from the south side of chi
they more with shooting than scuffling
my n-ggas know i don’ smoke, they with the pulling and puffing
i’m bout to catch a contact, like a lineman who rushing
but thinking f-ck it doe
to make the money move pull strings in the puppet show
you still talking double cup and slow i’m trying to up it though
my mind state is futuristic how the sh-t going
they talking bottles in the club i’m talking bitcoins
cryptocurrency and currently coasting the ocean
the d-ck potent she call me the man can’t pr-nounce no sycosis
laser beam is my focus, get the green like a locust
told the team we the closest, when you winning they notice
the plan

verse 2
tu conoces el hombre no dope on sundays
meet el jefe on monday on tuesdays we back on runways
on wednesdays i’m back in town, on thursdays i’m back around
on the weekend i’m working the studio bagging up now
and its dope no rocks and blows
instead of those we rocking shows
see my watch and how it glows
peep my kicks and see my clothes
and its funny, they think the money make me but it don’t
every dollar that i earn don’t mean a d-mn if we ain’t on
don’t mean a d-mn without a plan you understand this as a man
f-ck posting up on the block if i can’t buy it as my land so
i’m in a yatchy with a thottie screaming “land ho!”
and that’s an island catch me wildin in some sandals
mando, gotta check a bag before i check a tag
and i ain’t thumbing through a check if i ain’t checking half
for my son and get these funds up like i said before
800 benz the plates gonna read 800 credit score boi!!!

- sycosis lyrics

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