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WTM(Who The Man)

Caye

WTM(Who The Man)

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(VERSE 1) I paint the picture like Bheki Letswal, They let me in I'm navigating the house, No need to fake a smile,let's do it like trash day and take it outside-yeah, You niggaz will die,where i come from we aint repeating that twice-yeah, I aint built fro relaxin,bireds fly out-baobab tree, pick out a bra,i let het leach on my arm-feel the rush like a due date, But that was after i filled up my cup like a church hall on doomsday, She want it raw,after the B'job I aint down with that rule babe, I show her the door,and the hooker hotspot and told her 'hustle for toothepaste', (HOOK) Who the man,my hand up x4 I can never quit rap B They could never understand me If she with me,she a bad one I tear her jeans up,bad blood Who the man x4 I can never quit rap B They could never understand me If she with me,she a bad one I tear her jeans up,bad blood (VERSE 2) Before i kill a niggaz faith, lets get these bangers out the way, caught a body for the devil,after i told him that i need a raise, to switch up and smile on your face, imma need more than a couple of days, moves talk plus covering space, that aint something imma negotiate, whats on my mind?i cant hear myself, an organised amoed animal, i overshine my last sentences, every line is a mental test, im redesigned plus im better fit, evidence for an alchemist activist, rappin shit,im deeper than you'll ever get, catch your breathe and descend to my level bish, (BRIDGE) Hold on wait a minute yall were never winnin pull up to the spot i know your girl be actin different and word out on the streets is Pearl is half her image I surely have to get her,put in work like Adolf Hitler Dead rappers in my backyard rotten thats,maneur for the bar harvest garden if i open up,tell these anacondas somethin it'll spread faster than an office gossip probly-yeah Your favorite rapper scared of me They cant help it,dont help em My come up got them all goin nodtalgic I miss the happy days we was all Gods man shit. (HOOK) Who the man,my hand up x4 I can never quit rap B They could never understand me If she with me,she a bad one I tear her jeans up,bad blood.

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