Black Man lyrics

[Intro]
sh*t crazy
I don't give f*ck what none of you n*ggas talkin' 'bout, man (Black man)
It's chicken on the motherf*ckin' table (Black man, black, black man)
(Black, black man) We need all that
(Black man, black, black man) Uh
(Black, black man) Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
Black man tryna make it in society
Somethin' on hip 'cause I know they wanna rob me
Count a little bands, smoke a little chronic
June, where you been? n*gga, I been mobbin'
Benz swangin', platinum chains
Diamonds G–I–A
The way these n*ggas trickin' on these hoes, it's a shame (Shame)
I ain't got sh*t for a b*tch but some game (Man, ayy, ayy)
A n*gga got dough, a n*gga got rank
A band for the woo, two hundred for the J
I'm fresh than a b*tch in Midnight frames
Hoe, get the f*ck out a real n*gga face (Good job)
Smokin' on chop (Damn), beatin' down blocks (Damn)
If I ain't gettin' paid, you would nеver see me out
Frisco n*gga, but got ties in thе South (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Lil' ass n*gga, keep my name out yo' mouth, uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
[Chorus]
Black man tryna make it in society (Yeah)
Somethin' on hip, cause I know they wanna rob me
Count a little bands, smoke a little chronic (Man)
June, where you been? n*gga, I been mobbin' (Good job)
Benz swangin' (n*gga, golly), platinum chains (Damn)
Diamonds G–I–A (Yeah)
The way these n*ggas trickin' on these hoes, it's a shame (Man)
I ain't got sh*t for a b*tch but some game (Damn, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2]
A whole lotta money is what a n*gga need
Leave her on Tune if she ain't my speed
n*ggas hella bum, n*ggas ain't eatin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hating on me, bro, you actin' like a beezy
AP rocker, bad b*tch knocker
AR chopper, nine for the Pradas
Yeah, that's nine hundred, Maybach blunted (Blunted)
Touchscreen Larry, n*gga, everything runnin' (I'm doing numbers)
If she ain't mine, I don't buy the—nothin'
I lookin' like I'm signed 'cause I'm really doing numbers (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Park by the water, tell the b*tch roll up
Real n*ggas from the City gettin' money, yeah, that's us (Good job, damn), ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
Black man tryna make it in society (Yeah)
Somethin' on hip 'cause I know they wanna rob me
Count a little bands, smoke a little chronic (Man)
June, where you been? n*gga, I been mobbin' (Good job)
Benz swangin' (n*gga, golly), platinum chains (Damn)
Diamonds G–I–A (Yeah)
The way these n*ggas trickin' on these hoes, it's a shame (Man)
I ain't got sh*t for a b*tch but some game (Damn, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Outro]
Black man, black, black man (God damn)
Black, black man (sh*t, damn, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Black man, black, black man (Uh)
Black, black man (Good job, numbers, sock it to me)