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Berner

Man Up

 

Man Up

(album: Cooks & Orange Juice - 2020)


[Larry June:]
So much shit on my mind, I left town for a week
Touch down I'm in Philly, man I should've brought the Mink
Bitch I'm certified, but I chose to keep it lowkey
Crime organized, it's all about survival in these streets
I'm taking bigger bets, [?] nine 31 twenties
Sippin blue label in my living room this ain't Henny
Let's talk numbers, I'm thinking 6 figures in a week
Waking up, beast mode 'cause a nigga gotta eat
A exit plan
Put the work in and made it out the street
You a different typa nigga if you hating on me
It's ups and it's downs, its highs and its lows
They love you when you on, then leave you when you broke

Man up, gotta get it on your on
Learnt at a young age the streets was cold
Had to go get it by my motherfucking lonely
Real niggas tryna make it out you niggas phony
Real niggas always know family come first
Real niggas never give up, we make it work
Real niggas always gon' make that shit back
Real niggas always gon' make that shit stack

[Berner:]
You know I gotta go big
Bought a spot for the kids, right across the bridge
And you know what the problem is
My old friends, they don't wanna live
A quarter ticket for the room in NY
Dropped the box off in Harlem, sent a few to [?]
Spent a soft ten five on a red eye flight
Watched my competition drown tryna beat my price
We from the home of [?] coats, this the home of [?]
Yeah we [?] that bitch so the fit stay clean
I'm in the club with the playas knockin bitches for fun
Knowin damn well I got it, I just ran through a ton
Had to get it on my own, talkin numbers on my phone
I just made two million dollars, dog I'm on a roll
It ain't come easy, but my pockets on swole
I did what I had to, even made a bitch hoe

[Larry June:]
Man up, gotta get it on your on
Learnt at a young age the streets was cold
Had to go get it by my motherfucking lonely
Real niggas tryna make it out you niggas phony
Real niggas always know family come first
Real niggas never give up, we make it work
Real niggas always gon' make that shit back
Real niggas always gon' make that shit stack

done

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