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letra de man like f - fekky

[intro]
ayy, ayy

[verse 1]
she know i’m weak for the p-ssy, bust a rack like, “go get your toes did” (yeah)
took an m out the trap, still do it with a wap, no posing
ayy, sometone tell these haters stop sulking
i got rich n-gga problems, but i’m coping
used to kick down jokers in five bill loafers
ayy, get man got on my sofa
get man got, then it’s over
i don’t wanna sit down like oprah
paranoid, blood, keep lookin’ over shoulders
ayy, tryna burn a zoobie with my chauffer
tryna cash out, give a f-ck about street cred
beat man’s girl, then we beat lead
had the whole team gone by the weekend
everything fashion, head to my feet them
they’re not listening
now the jewels wet like a christening
give her the tip, then i push it in
i think she’s a ho, man, she knows what she doin’
i ain’t tryna wave if i can’t get boo in
seen a brother get served, but i weren’t tryna sue him
i hurt brothers that i loved and it hurt me to do it
but it’s the streets, man, someone’s gotta do it
[chorus]
these snakes and chinese whispers
that brother got lit like christmas
can’t let ’em do me like pop smoke
i was in the trap with a pot and a hot stove
praying that i don’t get got ‘fore i got home
you see, man like me, she like man like me
she can’t go on my live though, her man might see (ayy)
all the boyfriends hate man like me
but when they see me, they’re like, “man like f”

[verse 2]
if i [?][1:25], you would’ve got dumber
i know what your girlfriend did last summer
she can’t have me [?]
if she gets a night with fek, that’s a come-up
i tell a man, “shut up”
n-ggas tryna tell me what to do when they can’t even do it for themself
nights when i slept in a cell
lookin’ at a bid, but i’ma take that cah i’ma never tell
man like f
man like, i was tryna pull it in the f
man like, touch me and live where?
swear
on the [?], i pull it in gear
gang life, the way we done the opps weren’t fair
i swear
opps had the plan, they went pair
i swear
n-ggas hate me, f-ck do i care?
i’m alive, man, that’s a good year
free my guys ’til they step out of there
[chorus]
these snakes and chinese whispers
that brother got lit like christmas
can’t let ’em do me like pop smoke
i was in the trap with a pot and a hot stove
praying that i don’t get got ‘fore i got home
you see, man like me, she like man like me
she can’t go on my live though, her man might see (ayy)
all the boyfriends hate man like me
but when they see me, they’re like, “man like f”

[outro]
ayy
man like f [?] fam
i see your chain shining [?] blinding
my n-gga
[?][2:30] my brother
what’s good?
come on, i’m, ayy, where you at, man? i can’t hear you
long time i ain’t see you, fam, you don’t check me no more, brother
just tryna be like you, fam
ha, what do you mean, tryna be like me, man?
[?][2:45]
yo, man, you can’t be like me
it’s man like f
this is a [?][2:50] thing, you know what i’m sayin’?
you know, like red wine
it takes time, man
but you’re gettin’ it though
uh

- fekky

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