Wale - Simple Man lyrics

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Wale - Simple Man lyrics

[Produced by Wale] [Verse 1] Ayo I'm goin places, Dior Homme lacin all occasions And Lord gave me amazing thinking and short patience Lay solo, forever flashy though I hate photos Date four hoes, make her smile and make her moan though Lady charmer, put armor by your baby mama I hate to say it a later moment I didn't warn ya High roller, big spender And my intentions to keep her on the sack, you just saks fifth her I'm that different, this cat can react mad pimpish I gathered a couple hundred thousand, I can't remember They keep talkin and we keep winning Why n***as never say capisce until police chalk em Because of my b**h thats talkin, givin her head, the streets will follow I come from a place where n***as my age ain't placed to see tomorrow To each his own but each of them is known to steal or rob you But jails are overpopulated but know there's seats in college And those are the least of problems, I speak to God he says I'm alright My vision funny, though 20/20's my hindsight Bad b**hes with me, real n***as with me Whole ghetto with me mixin Ketel with the Simply Like the sweet anguish, find your peace baby I know the millions you get come with a billion haters, yea [Hook] Forgive me, I'm a rider Sure I'm just a simple man All I want is money, f** the fame I'm a simple man, lawd You know that I'm a rider Tell em just a simple man All I want is money, f** the fame I'm a simple man, lawd [Verse 2] I'm pickin' apart, my wicked opponents Get in my zone n***as can't join us, so, these n***as done cloned us Look at me close, see the results you see a n***a a loner Cause all of the b**hes thats giving me grief also be given me bo*ers Blow up in rap, young and you black n***as Be blowin your phone up Whenever you don't, lose you a homie, ho Adult from show cuz If you get that, then roll up If you get that, that's no love Every move you make they got lip Every chick you like done got kids And forget that chick had brought friends Every jay you hit you need vent Every friend you got, got M.O's I'm in a game, even with a deep bench I'mma ball like small fro Kobe Without the 8, but all the hate though Pockets thicker all my n***as, ain't the same though I just came up, f** is you sayin' though Gave the business my heart, it just gave me the finger n***a, yeah [Hook]