Montana Of 300 - I’m The Man lyrics

[Hook/Chorus] Ever since a youngin I knew I’d be the man Jumped off the porch I start hustlin Made my way to them bands Yeah I turned nothing to something Cuz I stuck to the plan I got my fam out that jam Thats how I became the man Im the man, Im the man, Im the man yes I am Im the man, Im the man, I got bands in my pants Im the man, Im the man, I got fans in the stands Im the man, Im the man, Im the man Yes I am [Verse 1] I was gang Bangin like a judge b**h I was the plug Movin d**, holdin like a grudge Thumbin like a smudge Used to count, money on the couch Fish scale like a trout Hit the road, If we saw a drought Odell with the route Half a zip to a pound Yes I was pushin them packs Like chicken pox I got scratch Used to get cheese out the trap Now I get paid for these tracks Put FGE on my back My gucci bag filled with racks Armed with that steel like im Jax And If its jail that you talk My 40 blow like a sax Just blew a bag up in Saks Yo main b**h want me thats facts You know she will let me cut Because im sharp as an axe Might crack yo chick like she hatched I hope she dont get attached Im talkin way before the buzz honey I was gettin drug money Known for comin round here ballin Breaded like a hush puppy Had hoes sellin d** for me Some was holding doors for me Diving in them hoes-WOO! Sauce Like im bugs bunny [Hook/Chorus] Ever since a youngin I knew I’d be the man Jumped off the porch I start hustlin Made my way to them bands Yeah I turned nothing to something Cuz I stuck to the plan I got my fam out that jam Thats how I became the man Im the man, Im the man, Im the man yes I am Im the man, Im the man, I got bands in my pants Im the man, Im the man, I got fans in the stands Im the man, Im the man, Im the man Yes I am [Verse 2] Always move with a purpose I hustled cuz I had to Sellin dope like its hope While I collect like the pastor I was gettin to the dough no matter what You’d think I pick locks In the liquor store just bought some baggies in some zip locks Trappin everyday til it got hot And then we switched spots Like nino got sh** crackin Had em actin like they chris rock Coppin from this rapper Not like 2Pac (?) Fly n***a no hitchco*k Twenty on my wrist watch Riding with that big Glock Stunting while the kids watch And they all ran up to me When I pulled up like a pit stop Rap god all my raps is clever And I’m stacking cheddar Told my squad, we should rap together We can’t trap forever Still on fire Sharp as master shredder Thats why cats got jealous If you try You’ll get whacked, get wet up With this black beretta n***as died and no more moving packs I thank god I’m through with that Had clients running through the trap But now all I do is rap [Hook/Chorus] Ever since a youngin I knew I’d be the man Jumped off the porch I start hustlin Made my way to them bands Yeah I turned nothing to something Cuz I stuck to the plan I got my fam out that jam Thats how I became the man Im the man, Im the man, Im the man yes I am Im the man, Im the man, I got bands in my pants Im the man, Im the man, I got fans in the stands Im the man, Im the man, Im the man Yes I am