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Everyday man smoke tree

Mumzy didn’t like that

Peng gyal pouring my drink

She probably wanna spike man

Manaman see us on the street

I’m like «Who's that? My man?»

Probably wanna smoke my weed

Mhmm, I don’t like that

Mhmm, I don’t like that

Mhmm, I don’t like that

Probably wanna smoke my weed

Mhmm I don’t like that

Manaman see us on the street

I’m like «Who's that? My man?»

Probably wanna smoke my weed

Mhmm, I don’t like that

(Boom)

I was with a low on the backroad

Bro got the smoke on the front line

Running with about ten hundo

I just saw jakes in a Hyundai

Cats looking at me when I walk in

Smelling like I got a drag line

I just got a pack in the morning

I’m try’na get it gone by lunch time

Try’na get it gone by noon

No bullshitting if it’s on my tune

Beg friends try’na stay on my goons

They say don’t, then they’re scared what the dons might do

In my coat got it long and it’s thick like mousse

And it’s strong so it kicks like wong Thai fu

Niggas choke on their bong cause they love my food

Try approaching me wrong and it’s long, my yout

Ba-boom, I got my racks

Wouldn’t, I can sign that

Your booboo, she’s on my man

So mhmm, you don’t wife that

Got your missus holding a weapon up in my flats

Got your missus holding, I bet you you don’t like that

Nigga said he wanted a second, I said «Why's that?»

Told my brudda «Hold on a second, I’ll phone right back»

Man are nice chaps and why hype chat?

So we’ll try relax, I don’t climax

You got a trap phone, your dad’s at home

No backbone, you’re not like that

From long time I’ve been pain

Summer in Spain, try’na fly back

And I been out there in the rain

Cause mum’s saying that we need sky back

Manaman see us on the street

I’m like «Who's that? My man?»

You had never slept in the trap

Them manna weren’t like that

Bro stepped in with the MAC

I’m like «What's that, a 9-MAC?»

Them man chat like my sis

Shh, I don’t like that

I don’t smoke mersh or Thai

That come in like Thailand

That gyal gave me her life

Told bro «You shouldn’t wife that»

What trolley I was bagging up at nine

She didn’t know I was like that

Been on the field up front

I am no kinda right back

(Why, why, why, why?)

I am no kinda sideman

I get the smoke and light man

I do road cause I can

Number nine is my fam

That gyally wanna spike man

She just left with my man

Mhmm, you don’t like that?

Muay Thai, Buddha, manna fight man

Came like grr grr, I will knife man

Loads of ch-ching if I don’t like man

I ain’t into the green but I can buy that

What you looking at? Get a life man

They’re some chi chi man, that’s 20 light man

I’m just saying words, I’m coming nice man

Everyday man smoke tree

Mumzy didn’t like that

Peng gyal pouring my drink

She probably wanna spike man

Manaman see us on the street

I’m like «Who's that? My man?»

Probably wanna smoke my weed

Mhmm, I don’t like that

Mhmm, I don’t like that

Mhmm, I don’t like that

Probably wanna smoke my weed

Mhmm I don’t like that

Manaman see us on the street

I’m like «Who's that? My man?»

Probably wanna smoke my weed

Mhmm, I don’t like that

Fuck a hype chat, I don’t like that

On the field with a stick, I’ma strike that

Young G doing dirt on a bike back

Then go home and take pics on the iPad

I’m try’na get rich, that’s why I trap

But I still got pricks try’na fight man

I don’t like that, I don’t like them

Try’na smoke my weed, go buy that

Had beef on the corner

Two beats with the shotgun, warm up

Had Ps, but we had no order

Back then, reing up quarter for quarter

Now man a big man, got big plans and I stepped out

Looking mad shot like a boarder

Trey got corn in a corner

Man get wrapped in a bag like a order

Uh-uh, you’re not my fam

Uh-uh, you’re not like man

You shoulda, coulda, woulda

But these niggas never would’ve tried man

Got the leathers on, magic in the wand

Got a nigga ducking from the right van

This nigga looking like a sideman

I’ma open him up like a Sprite can

Who’s that? My man?

All up in my eyes fam

If a nigga move wrong

Mummy told me just to fight back

And even though I smoke weed

And mumzy didn’t like that

She keep talking bout life plans

And I’m just try’na buy me the right pack

When the broke niggas preeing on me

Nigga know I don’t like that

Probably wanna smoke my weed

Looking at me like he can’t buy that

Couple fly guys that’ll sky that

See me in the streets, don’t try that

Likkle man, why you try’na act like a G?

I can tell you ain’t like that

Manna tear down shows and my niggas do road

Like yo, where the mic at?

Money in my hands from my knife chat

Bands in elastic, that ain’t no light stack

Get it in, get it gone, get it right back

Cheese on the rats, gotta watch where the mice at

Got it catting for the long, now she wanna ring a dong

But nah I wouldn’t wife that

Got the peng tings coming over

Tell a butters ting move from me

Spread 'em out like Clover

I don’t want no dead ting, that’s a zombie

Nine in my right if man try’na wrong me

Manna get left to the side like my broccoli

Feds came up in my pad try’na lock me

Jumped out the window, I told 'em it’s not me

What you mean, no smoking?

Manna roll the ganja and I light that

Loud making noise in the whole house

Knew my mumzy didn’t like that

Getting down in the south side

With my section and a couple of fly gyal

Big .45 if a man wanna fight back

Talking my name? Uh-uh, I don’t like that

Everyday man smoke tree

Mumzy didn’t like that

Peng gyal pouring my drink

She probably wanna spike man

Manaman see us on the street

I’m like «Who's that? My man?»

Probably wanna smoke my weed

Mhmm, I don’t like that

Mhmm, I don’t like that

Mhmm, I don’t like that

Probably wanna smoke my weed

Mhmm I don’t like that

Manaman see us on the street

I’m like «Who's that? My man?»

Probably wanna smoke my weed

Mhmm, I don’t like that