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Stunna Gambino

Man Down

 

Man Down

(álbum: Vultures Don't Kry - 2022)


Got money on my mind, to be politicking
I ain't gon' speak what on what you did, let's not get specific
You paint me as the bad guy, why you playing the victim?
But baby oh-oh
I-I take drugs when things ain't right
Please don't test my vibe
Drakos go rah-rah-rah
I'm heartbroken all inside

I know I ain't perfect
I just need some real love
'Cause lately I've been in my bag and my Birkin
The Percocets ain't working
I don't even feel drugs
Sometimes I feel all alone, without a purpose
I be lost up in my feelings
Watch my demons sing along to a real one
Load up that tarapampam they finna kill some
(Load that tarapampam they finna kill some)
Man down, nigga man down

Quarter million, on a Richard millie on
For all the fucking times that you ever did me wrong
I've been in my bag but I've been trying to keep it calm
And even when I'm right you convince yourself that I'm wrong
Screaming melodies like I'm Giveon
I put pistols and spend 'em on the block
Shit just the way we did it to him
Pull up hop out and just with' my hoodie on
Stunna G the top opp vulture bitch I put my city on

Dangerous
Sometimes I make it with my demons in the nighttime
Oh baby, they be dangerous
I bet my shooter knock yo goofy off mmh-mmh
Lil nigga please don't play with us
Them vultures ride with' extensions I bet they'll flame you up
Bodies dropping in the trenches they go blaming us
I know a nigga from the hood who turned to angel dust
(Man down, nigga man down)

I know I ain't perfect
I just need some real love
'Cause lately I've been in my bag and my Birkin
The Percocets ain't working
I don't even feel drugs
Sometimes I feel all alone, without a purpose
I be lost up in my feelings
Watch my demons sing along to a real one
Load that tarapampam they finna kill some
Load that tarapampam he finna kill some
Man down, nigga man down
Rapapampam, rapapampam, man down
Rapapampam, rapapampam man down
(Rapapampam, rapapampam man down)

Too much money on my mind, to be politicking
I ain't gon' speak what on what you did, let's not get specific
You paint me as the bad guy, why you playing the victim?
Baby oh-oh
I-I take drugs when things ain't right
Please don't test my vibe
Drakos go rah-rah-rah
I'm heartbroken all inside
Heartbroken all inside

feito

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