Airic - Maan Lyrics

Yeah
Ima get whatever I want nigga
Nah I ain't rich... I just want it that bad

Yeah
Wasn't worth it huh?
Wasn't what you want?
Wasn't workin huh?
Keep on workin', ugh
You said it wont happen
I stuck to the plan
Now you understand
I'm the f*ckin' man
Man
Maan

(Yeah, fifth season... ayo)
The only one who got it so I'm taxin' niggas
Got her wavin' at me like a taxi nigga
She want me to take her where she wana go
If we take it there... who's gon' take you home
Do it like you never seen it done before
Music got me jumpin' like a muthaf*ckin' bungee chord
Music got me boppin' back and forth like bumpin' rock and roll
Hurry mami, vamanos
Time ain't money honey
You cant buy this shit
Come and try this shit
Cause you never know
When you gonna go?
When's the next time
You'll see another nigga like me
Pac rest in peace,
I pop my hand up out the dirt
When I puff you puff we puff
Let's bring this party back to life
Cause this life only comes once, you know!?
Rollin the dice on the flo'
Racin' the clock
Stayin' ahead of my time
Chiefin' and chasin' the guap
Back to the bank, no more investin' in dimes
Spend every ticidy-toc tryna get to the tippidy top
Remember my name
Don't give a f*ck about Fame
Give me the money and watch me convert it to change
Yeah

Wasn't worth it huh?
Wasn't what you want? (whoo!)
Wasn't workin huh?
Keep on workin', ugh
You said it wont happen
I stuck to the plan
Now you understand
I'm the f*ckin' man
Man
Maan

(Fame nigga, Ace Deck, yo)
It's time to be a mothaf*ckin' man
I'm tryna be the muthaf*ckin' man
Providin' for all my fam
Even for all of my fans
Payin' the fee
Look at myself in the mirror
Pay my respects to the nigga that I used to be
Just started payin' my dues
Now I'm way long overdue - paying the price
Spent every day of my life
Infront of mics
Now who wanna dribble wit Mike?
Who wanna play with the kid?
Non of you pedophiles ain't ever touchin' my score
We need a little bit more
The radio's nothing but music from under the floor
Hoverin' over the clouds
Holdin' it down hoe
For anyone prayin' to God
Just know he's around yo
Too many sixes all up in the mix
What the f*cks up wit this shit?
Bouta come thru with the seven and seven and seven
I'm jackin the pot in this bitch
I want all of ya chips
Coughin' out pot in the whip
Pardon the smoke
Part of the game is to know when to fold
Then take it back like a moment ago
Back where they left
The torch in my hand
Runnin' to finish the end of the plan
We are the booking in back of the book
We are the one as a whole not a man
Maan

Wasn't worth it huh?
Wasn't what you want?
Wasn't workin huh?
Keep on workin', ugh
You said it wont happen
I stuck to the plan
Now you understand
I'm the f*ckin' man
Man
Maan

Yeah, yo
It's time to beat the mothaf*ckin' man
Yeah
Ugh
Ace
Deck
Fame
Ugh Huh
Fifth Seazon nigga... yeah