This ain't a misdemeanor
Bitch, this is a felony, uh
I read between the lines
Not buying what you're selling me
You might wanna look both ways
Before you think about crossing me
If I hit the curb hard on you
I'll just know that you lost me
Struttin' in one direction
Headed straight to my floor seats
I'm the gift that keeps on giving
You don't know what it cost me
I bet it on myself
Then I let the 'hood endorse me
Put one foot in front the other
Just like real niggas taught me
I did not skip any steps
I did not miss one time yet
My jump shot is fucking wet
Mamba mentality set
I'm designing my own lane
Now bitch you go do the same
If you still don't understand
Let me break it down again
Bitch, I'm the man (man)
I don't plan
Bitch, I'm the man (man)
Hol' up
Biggest bitch in the pound
Gotta problem? Say it now
I'm a product of the ground
Now cha-ching is the sound
You can catch me on the mound
I don't do the runaround
High demand in yo' town
Every scene, shut it down
All this sun has my affection
And the stars are my reflection
To the top is my direction
Plus the 'hood is my protection
Skin so rich, I'm so goddamn
Took 'em all down with just one hand
If you still don't understand
Let me break it down again
Bitch, I'm the man (man)
Bitch, I'm the man (man)
Ooh girl, the rent is due
Pay it and pump like a light is too
Ooh girl, the rent is due
Pay it and pump like a light is too
Ooh girl, the rent is due
Pay it and pump like a light is too
Ooh girl, the rent is due
Pay it and pump like a light is too
Manifested my direction
Had no time for second guessing
I wear Nikes with my gowns
Just in case hoes need a lesson
And you know I'm VA-bound
Off Newtown Road where I'm found
Back on 95 again
Ain't no shook hands in Brooklyn
Bitch I'm the man (man)
Bitch I'm the man (man)
Bitch I'm the man (man)