Like Father Like Son by Eli Manna Lyrics
All Hail The King!
Who dare apose the one that came from the mud
The greatest rapper of all time?
No…. The greatest Artist of all time the fuck?
Bandwagons
Too late, shit
Ain’t sweet
Coolaid
All blood
Today
My gang gone move don’t matter who say
I remember when they didn’t care
I remember momma losing hair
I remember zone 6, all I saw was bricks
Getting beat with sticks like bitch
I was never ‘posed to make it here
I ain’t ever going there again
Khalid, all a nigga ever do is win
Joe, tell the gang big brother going in
I ain’t trynna make friends
Someone come and get ya mans
I’m just trynna lead a generation
I’m just trynna get bands
I need a milli’ my April ya dig?
Plaques ‘finna be stacked on the table ok!
I need some love and affection on God
But only if I reach my quota by May
I used to look for some hope in dem trenches
Ya favorite rapper look for likes, shares and mentions
No pain, no love now I live with the misses
And that’s how you confuse the bullets with kisses
We stuck in the deep in
Let dem keep on sleeping aye
We gone be alright yeah we gone be alright
We stuck in the deep in
Just give us a reason aye
We’ll be out tonight yeah, night yeah
We stuck in the deep in
Let dem keep on sleeping aye
We gone be alright yeah we gone be alright
We stuck in the deep in
Just give us a reason aye
We’ll be out tonight yeah, night yeah
I get that shit from my pops
Can’t get the smell off my opps
They watching me
I’m pulling out all the stops
They don’t like when my track drop
It’s a little scary
You can run but you can’t hide
Many failed yet they still try
Been in the war for so long I was like damn God we on the same side!?
What the fuck!?
Don’t look at please cuz I’m cutting up
Y’all got me popping shit in the booth
This all I got left I can’t fuck it up (fuck it up, fuck it up)
My girl a trackstar we gone run it up
And she got dem pipes like I’m Danny Boy
A voice that make sinners go jump for Joy
I’m the nigga from the Southside Bitch don’t you forget it I’m him
I need a milli’ my April ya dig?
Plaques finna be stacked on the table ok!
I need some love and affection on God
But only if I reach my quota by May
I used to look for some hope in dem trenches
Ya favorite rapper look for likes, shares and mentions
No pain, no love now I live with the misses
And that’s how you confuse the bullets with kisses
We stuck in the deep in
Let dem keep on sleeping aye
We gone be alright yeah we gone be alright
We stuck in the deep in
Just give us a reason aye
We’ll be out tonight yeah, night yeah
We stuck in the deep in
Let dem keep on sleeping aye
We gone be alright yeah we gone be alright
We stuck in the deep in
Just give us a reason aye
We’ll be out tonight yeah, night yeah
Who dare apose the one that came from the mud
The greatest rapper of all time?
No…. The greatest Artist of all time the fuck?
Bandwagons
Too late, shit
Ain’t sweet
Coolaid
All blood
Today
My gang gone move don’t matter who say
I remember when they didn’t care
I remember momma losing hair
I remember zone 6, all I saw was bricks
Getting beat with sticks like bitch
I was never ‘posed to make it here
I ain’t ever going there again
Khalid, all a nigga ever do is win
Joe, tell the gang big brother going in
I ain’t trynna make friends
Someone come and get ya mans
I’m just trynna lead a generation
I’m just trynna get bands
I need a milli’ my April ya dig?
Plaques ‘finna be stacked on the table ok!
I need some love and affection on God
But only if I reach my quota by May
I used to look for some hope in dem trenches
Ya favorite rapper look for likes, shares and mentions
No pain, no love now I live with the misses
And that’s how you confuse the bullets with kisses
We stuck in the deep in
Let dem keep on sleeping aye
We gone be alright yeah we gone be alright
We stuck in the deep in
Just give us a reason aye
We’ll be out tonight yeah, night yeah
We stuck in the deep in
Let dem keep on sleeping aye
We gone be alright yeah we gone be alright
We stuck in the deep in
Just give us a reason aye
We’ll be out tonight yeah, night yeah
I get that shit from my pops
Can’t get the smell off my opps
They watching me
I’m pulling out all the stops
They don’t like when my track drop
It’s a little scary
You can run but you can’t hide
Many failed yet they still try
Been in the war for so long I was like damn God we on the same side!?
What the fuck!?
Don’t look at please cuz I’m cutting up
Y’all got me popping shit in the booth
This all I got left I can’t fuck it up (fuck it up, fuck it up)
My girl a trackstar we gone run it up
And she got dem pipes like I’m Danny Boy
A voice that make sinners go jump for Joy
I’m the nigga from the Southside Bitch don’t you forget it I’m him
I need a milli’ my April ya dig?
Plaques finna be stacked on the table ok!
I need some love and affection on God
But only if I reach my quota by May
I used to look for some hope in dem trenches
Ya favorite rapper look for likes, shares and mentions
No pain, no love now I live with the misses
And that’s how you confuse the bullets with kisses
We stuck in the deep in
Let dem keep on sleeping aye
We gone be alright yeah we gone be alright
We stuck in the deep in
Just give us a reason aye
We’ll be out tonight yeah, night yeah
We stuck in the deep in
Let dem keep on sleeping aye
We gone be alright yeah we gone be alright
We stuck in the deep in
Just give us a reason aye
We’ll be out tonight yeah, night yeah