Black Birdie - M.A.N.

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[Chorus] Tryna put them walls up but I knock it down Weak ass nigga Said it was the last time, go another round Fiend ass nigga Call up Doctor Ozzie, lose another pound Lean ass nigga You made me a mean ass nigga You made me a mean ass [Verse] I sing hymns, not tragedies (Word) I write gold, not travesties (Word) Anything I write got bite, no cavities Nothin' but a pen to tell it all, don't be mad at me There's no point in being a brutist (Hmm) So, I'ma keep it all in the music (Mmm-hmm) I guarantee that you're still fuckin' clueless Pierce the veil, I'll reveal what the truth is (What it is?) [Pre-Chorus] I ain't crackin' no jokes I ain't fakin' a smile I ain't fuckin' around I'm bringing crash-outs into style, like [Chorus] Tryna put them walls up but I knock it down Weak ass nigga Said it was the last time, go another round Fiend ass nigga Call up Doctor Ozzie, lose another pound Lean ass nigga You made me a mean ass nigga You made me a mean ass, mean ass Tryna put them walls up but I knock it down Weak ass nigga Said it was the last time, go another round Fiend ass nigga Call up Doctor Ozzie, lose another pound Lean ass nigga You made me a mean ass nigga You made me a mean ass [Verse 2] I'm a lover, a fighter and a feeler And I feel that you could use a little jabbing to your jugular Don't piss me off And maybe I could use a little flower, take the edge off (Puff, puff) Your momma should've raised you harder 'Cause you're too soft (That's tough) Tryna push buttons but all you're hitting is the delete Never play nice but I sound nice on the beat You just black and mild, I'm packin' spice with the heat Brought a knife to a shootout? Go 'head and retreat Supermodel walk (I strut) I strut like how I talk (No bluff) My confidence no problem Baby girl, pick up your jaw (The fuck?) Got the scars on my chest, still fresh, don't test me If you wanna shoot first, come correct, don't vex me All these niggas tryna flex but the muscle feels empty All bark, no bite, nigga, please don't tempt me [Pre-Chorus] It takes time to be famous I got five-hundred miles I'm just takin' my time Got these bitches all riled up But I ain't crackin' no jokes I ain't fakin' a smile I ain't fuckin' around I'm young and I'm black and I'm wild (And that's just my style) [Chorus] Tryna put them walls up but I knock it down Weak ass nigga Said it was the last time, go another round Fiend ass nigga Call up Doctor Ozzie, lose another pound Lean ass nigga You made me a mean ass nigga You made me a mean ass, mean ass Tryna put them walls up but I knock it down Weak ass nigga Said it was the last time, go another round Fiend ass nigga Call up Doctor Ozzie, lose another pound Lean ass nigga You made me a mean ass nigga You made me a mean ass [Outro] How's it feel to be a bitch, huh? (Weak ass nigga) How's it feel to be a bitch, huh? (Fiend ass nigga) How's it feel to be a bitch, huh? (Lean ass nigga) You made me a mean ass nigga You made me a mean ass, mean ass
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