Man of my Word

You don't know what it took

How she acting funny? I bought her her titties

**** she be fucking ain't none of my business

Upping my pole, that's a part of my fitness

Don't matter where I'm at, bitch, I'm known for the trenches

We the first ****, put drums in the city

We robbed the ****, put drugs in the city

Fuck where you from 'cause I know that you with it

Check on his ass, I'ma handle my business

Trust you enough to fuck you more than once

And you gotta be a killer just to hang with us

If you talking about murders then I'm hanging up

Run up on 'em, baow, ain't no one-on-one

I got the money, so who I'm running from?

I got a lawyer that cost a honey bun

Before I buy pussy I'll buy a hundred guns

Judge told me **** died with my gun

Twenty ten, Reese stay in Ralph Lauren

Died close, feel like you died in my arms

Reinstated, they denied my bond

A **** play with Smurk, you're not that smart

Sucked it twice and I'm still not hard

**** cry out loud when they getting shot

That **** word don't stand on my block

Fuck what you heard, I'm the man on my block

Stop playing, bitch, I'm Smurk

Bitch get naked, gotta put on my merch

I got your Uber, I kept my word

She freak, acting like she a nerd

No shirt when I'm off this Perc'

They slide every time we hurt

Lost bro, I know it hurt

We gon' catch 'em first

Yeah, we run the game, now them boys gotta sit out

After I hit, tell her, "Meh," make her get out

Hundred mill' coming, I still ain't gon' chill out

I'm really dead, I'ma show how I get down

Hard on a bitch, man, I should've been pimping

Hard in these streets, the majority with me

He can't be serious, you gotta be kidding me

I'm really laughing, these lil' **** tempting me

I get offended when **** say, "Tap in"

I bought lil' bro 'nem Celine just to trap in

I got more clothes in my closet than Saks Fifth

I watch JB make a deuce do a backflip

I know you really don't know, you just act hip

I done took off for real, now how that feel?

Bro ain't ever gon' change, I know that's real

Just run out of here, straight to the backfield

I sleep good every night, now I'm happy

"How you go where you go?" I'ma trapper for real

"How you know what you know?" I adapted for real

We too rich with the feds, we put shit in the mail

My lifestyle expensive, this shit high as hell

Lil' bro tryna score so I gave him a layup

I gotta go somewhere, no, I can't lay up

Bitch stop playing, you betta not tell

Stop playing, bitch, I'm Smurk

Bitch get naked, gotta put on my merch

I got your Uber, I kept my word

She freak, acting like she a nerd

No shirt when I'm off this Perc'

They slide every time we hurt

Lost bro, I know it hurt

We gon' catch 'em first