Ain’t Your Man Songtext
von TK Kravitz
Ain’t Your Man Songtext
Hey Blow,,,
That ain′t your mans if he don't put you on your feet (on your feet)
That ain′t your mans if he don't show how to eat
How come he the only one who gettin' paper?
That nigga a hater, pussy nigga hater
That ain′t your mans (shh, what?)
It is what it is, I call it how I see it (what?)
But that ain′t your man tho' (what? yeah, uh)
It is what it is, I call it how I see it (yeah)
That ain′t your mans
I work everyday
Tryna win this race, yeah
But I got hits, they say they don't know my face, yeah
I′ma go overdrive on them niggas
I can't sleep until the six figures
But they tryna pull me down like I figured
But everyday my niggas tryna get bigger
We don′t be worried 'bout hate
I never try to be late
Early bird get the worm
Whatever you make you earned
You say that's your friend but that ain′t your friend
That nigga don′t be concerned
You say that's your mans but that ain′t your mans
That nigga gon' let you get burned
That ain′t your mans if he don't put you on your feet (on your feet)
That ain′t your mans if he don't show how to eat
How come he the only one who gettin' paper?
That nigga a hater, pussy nigga hater
That ain′t your mans (shh, what?)
It is what it is, I call it how I see it (what?)
But that ain′t your man tho' (what? yeah, uh)
It is what it is, I call it how I see it (yeah)
That ain′t your mans
That ain't your fam
He say he fuck with you, he don′t post you on his 'Gram
God damn, you his shooter
I see he gettin′ bread but you don't have no mula
I can't keep my mouth shut that shit be botherin′ me
′Cause friendships should be equal but it be hard to see
But I gotta remember that they weren't raised like me
So I cut them niggas off before it got deep
That ain′t your mans if he don't put you on your feet (on your feet)
That ain′t your mans if he don't show how to eat
How come he the only one who gettin′ paper?
That nigga a hater, pussy nigga hater
That ain't your mans (shh, what?)
It is what it is, I call it how I see it (what?)
But that ain't your man tho′ (what? yeah, uh)
It is what it is, I call it how I see it (yeah)
That ain′t your mans
That ain′t your mans if he don't put you on your feet (on your feet)
That ain′t your mans if he don't show how to eat
How come he the only one who gettin' paper?
That nigga a hater, pussy nigga hater
That ain′t your mans (shh, what?)
It is what it is, I call it how I see it (what?)
But that ain′t your man tho' (what? yeah, uh)
It is what it is, I call it how I see it (yeah)
That ain′t your mans
I work everyday
Tryna win this race, yeah
But I got hits, they say they don't know my face, yeah
I′ma go overdrive on them niggas
I can't sleep until the six figures
But they tryna pull me down like I figured
But everyday my niggas tryna get bigger
We don′t be worried 'bout hate
I never try to be late
Early bird get the worm
Whatever you make you earned
You say that's your friend but that ain′t your friend
That nigga don′t be concerned
You say that's your mans but that ain′t your mans
That nigga gon' let you get burned
That ain′t your mans if he don't put you on your feet (on your feet)
That ain′t your mans if he don't show how to eat
How come he the only one who gettin' paper?
That nigga a hater, pussy nigga hater
That ain′t your mans (shh, what?)
It is what it is, I call it how I see it (what?)
But that ain′t your man tho' (what? yeah, uh)
It is what it is, I call it how I see it (yeah)
That ain′t your mans
That ain't your fam
He say he fuck with you, he don′t post you on his 'Gram
God damn, you his shooter
I see he gettin′ bread but you don't have no mula
I can't keep my mouth shut that shit be botherin′ me
′Cause friendships should be equal but it be hard to see
But I gotta remember that they weren't raised like me
So I cut them niggas off before it got deep
That ain′t your mans if he don't put you on your feet (on your feet)
That ain′t your mans if he don't show how to eat
How come he the only one who gettin′ paper?
That nigga a hater, pussy nigga hater
That ain't your mans (shh, what?)
It is what it is, I call it how I see it (what?)
But that ain't your man tho′ (what? yeah, uh)
It is what it is, I call it how I see it (yeah)
That ain′t your mans
Writer(s): Tevin Keari Maurice Thompson, Kerry Carter, Delshaun Maurice Wilkey, Christopher Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com