Be a Man lyrics

[Intro: Cassidy]
(Automatic)
Awwww

[Chorus: Cassidy]
Yup, I was tryin' to flip 500 bucks to see a band
But had to grow up and be a man
When I was immature, I been to war, squeeze the can'
But had to grow up and be a man
I was doin' sh*t that was p*ssin' me off to please the fans
But had to grow up and be a man
God set it up, but I was too blind to see the plan
Until I grew up to be a man

[Verse 1: Cassidy]
Yup, this Cass, man, I'm a grown-ass man
Forget the past, man I'm a grown-ass man
I did dirt, but now my hands is straight clean
I got a son that's 18, I'm a grown-ass man
[?] get a [?] from my wife if she got a cup
Both my sons could get 50 cent if I got a buck
Facts, so I'm tryin' to stack a couple dollars up
It makes sense, I'm in the trench with the fur collar up
How the f*ck homie a dope writer with ghostwriters
A stolen form of lyricism, I can hear it in 'im
He sold his soul, got another n*gga spirit in 'im
He work for dudes that work with dudes, hе gotta clear it with 'em
He can't mеss with me, I got this sh*t genetically
It's in my genes, that's why all this green in my pair of denims (What?)
I share the wisdom as soon as the thoughts come
I always bought a gun just in case and then I caught one
I fought the charges, the county jail where I [?] from
Was outta there in less than a year, I had a short run
A short gun'll leave a n*gga comatose
That mean the toast'll leave you in a coma
Boy, come, don't get caught, run!
Is you dumb? Just dip if you smart
I grip sticks when n*ggas out of pocket like a pool shark!
Soon as the good news end, the bad news start
There's some rap cats that got bars; I played a huge part
Some boys in the hood tryin' to play Cube part
I'd rather maneuver like Cuba and move smart
I know when they see Noah buildin' a huge ark
Demons ain't stick around, they left and drowned to death (Yes!)
I was lost 'til I found success
I'ma keep it goin' 'cause every song I'm featured on, I still sound the best! (Sound the best)
Bars!
[Bridge: Lil Flip]
That right
Yeah
This that grown man GOAT talk
And if you got a mil or plus
You got a grown man GOAT vault
Look
We're gettin' to the chips like Erik Estrada
And we will pop ya
For that ciabatta
I'm Flip Mayweather
Ay, Cass, I'm goin' in!

[Verse 2: Lil Flip]
You can't birdfeed me, I need a grown plate (Yeah)
I used to pitch it underhand, I stole home base (Safe!)
Y'all buyin' Louboutins but can't pay your bond
I can carry the load, it don't matter if it weigh a ton
A lot of cats that's from my era, they ain't keepin' up
'Cause when their ass had the bag, they ain't feed the pups
I'm talkin' big dog status, I'm a Great Dane
The Draco on me, I rock a fella like Jay and Dame
I really made a hundred mil, I paid a lot of bills
And DJ Screw gave me the plaque, he said I gave him chills
My oldest son, I bought him 20 acres for the low
I plant investment seeds, and then I watch 'em grow
Instead of buyin' Wockesha, you need to help your people
I think I feel it in the air, I think I'm Beanie Sigel
But time flies, I pull some heists with my wise guys
You lowlifes will never make it to my high rise
Y'all n*ggas supposed to be workin', you on IG lurkin'
Double tappin' on everything, you tried to buy her a Birkin
Your priorities f*cked up, you got a long way to go
What would you rather be; a rapper or a CEO?
(I'm both)
[Outro: Lil Flip]
That right
(That's gangsta)
Thake that
All right
(That's gangsta)
That right
Grown man talk
Goat Gang sh*t
Ya dig? (Ya dig?)
La Clover Nostra
We just gave these rappers ulcers
Talkin' 'bout that grown-up sh*t
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