I've been hoping for many years that one day my world won't turn 'round/
But this can't be how shit's gone go down//
Not me drowning in my secrets, forever wanting pleasure/
Not being a go getter knowing i can do better//
I'm in a city where u hustle to be a pimp, and pimping's the hustle/
Where you might last in the streets alone, but not for long without muscle//
Na' i ain't saying my everyday's a struggle, but its always a tussle/
And my world keeps spining eventhough beneath me it feels as if it's gone crumble//
-REFRAIN-
Nah i'm a be a man
I'ma do what i gotta/
I'ma be a man
Whatever I do make sho'its done proper/
And i'ma be man
Till the last day i stand
cause since my life begain God had a plan//
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Nah seeing that i'm not so eager to run the streets witcha/
Don't mean if u beefing i ain't gone be there shooting the street sweepa/
So you either gone ride wit me or die quickly/
No matter who u are dogg, i'm not picky//
Then niggas want enemies and pick at me just cause i move in silence/
But that don't mean ya'boi won't cause riots//
And i'm tired of these niggas swearing that they gangsta bois/
Cause i'll do a jail house rock, walk by and shank ya'boi/
But i ain't no gutter ass nigga, no convict type nor juvenile/
Too laid back for that/
My calmness'll freak u out dogg, but thats just my style///
So ya'll can call me Bnasty, yung poet, or just the next found unsigned artist/
But i just want ya'll to feel me, i ain't in that contest wit' them wankstas trying to debate upon who is the hardest//
--refrain--
