PhybaOptikz - Man Power lyrics

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PhybaOptikz - Man Power lyrics

[Intro] Another smooth production High intelligence Masterful compositions I'm seeing sh** at different angles... [Verse 1] Fur coats, radio bump the Hall & Oates I was a youngin tryin to learn the ropes Makin trips, tryin to earn the dough I build a solid foundation You off balance with the vertigo Take a sip, strong drink, sh** will burn your throat Dressed to k**, fresh to d**h, far as murders go Been a couple, that's what the cops searching for Took em down on my first approach, no witness No prejudice, I'm where the money is Benefits, splitting profit percentages Reup trips, scales making on point measurements Kush smoke fill the room with no residence Vacant houses turn to laboratories Cops tryin to hunt us down, serve us cacciatore I don't know a damn thing and that's the story Pour the liquor for my people that done pa**ed before me My dude Big Bird, sh** is different now The Dolphins on the come up, the Raptors winning now Been a minute though somewhere I know you still livin I'm just tryin to be big pimpin [Hook x2] These are scribes of my last hours Man power, whole team profit off grams of powder Cops hit you then the plan's sour Florida rain, another sun shower Another sun shower [Verse 2] Yo they say I'm old school like it's '72 Feel the essence when I enter the room, yo it's real Cause these youngins all got a hot head and it's true Point the metal and shoot That's how they settle disputes I'm feelin hungry, whole team gonna eat soon f** a French model b**h inside the steam room Took it back to the penthouse, that's 4 seasons 4:30 in the morning, that's a short evening Hangovers, waffle house got the remedy Brush my teeth with 2 shots of Hennessy Greek goddess in the sheets feel heavenly Travel round the world till I piss in all 7 seas I don't need a diamond chain without the carrots in I'm bout to take a trip to Paris with a pair of twins I'm in the field, villains in the caravan And that's the don Skuddy Ranks patrol the garrison Make the pot crumble, play the block humble Oh you got bundles? Then I cause fumbles Perfect the hustle with the repetition Yo I'm painting pictures so you get the vision [Hook x2] These are scribes of my last hours Man power, whole team profit off grams of powder Cops hit you then the plan's sour Florida rain, another sun shower Another sun shower