Man of the Year Freestyle by Pel RR Lyrics
Pops wishin that I grew up
Moms thinkin I'm a screw up
Yea dey raised me
But dey don't unda stand how I grew up
See I came from a era where u neva woulda blew up if you stayed - the same
And Neva changed who you was
So I changed - the game
And then I put my crew up
Nigga neva woulda made it if my haters didn't boo us
Look at What they did to us
Tried to undo us
Now when I'm outta town I Put the 352 up
Bitch nigga I Do It
Now dey look foolish
Uh
Out in Cali for a few months
Faded off a few blunts
Fuck a few Valley bitches Bailey's Bodies But-I Hate it when dey Say too much
Take a trip up to Zuma
(Zuma, Zuma, Zuma)
On the PCH just ZOOMIN-Hit tha waves-Roll a New One
(New one, New one, New one)
Uh
Kush culture I'm fluent
Take a zip back to New York
(New York)
Kick it wit my brotha-get in trouble-put tha 212 Up
Makin plans for the Future
(Future, Future, Future)
Get rich hallelujah
Though I came from the US Take a plane from the US
Back home to Jozi The place where I grew up
It's a strange way to view it but there Ain't nothin to it
They tell me I'm sick On the beat I Threw up
No time to Relax, I might Relapse
When I'm flyin back home I'm asleep seatback
Need at least 3 bags of the deep sea grass
To calm my nerves then I'm free at last
Trees in my dreams Puff deep deep pass
Then I land in my land it's like a scene from the past
My fans wave dey hands and dey scream when I pass
Nigga deez is tha cats who believe in my Raps
Pele
Moms thinkin I'm a screw up
Yea dey raised me
But dey don't unda stand how I grew up
See I came from a era where u neva woulda blew up if you stayed - the same
And Neva changed who you was
So I changed - the game
And then I put my crew up
Nigga neva woulda made it if my haters didn't boo us
Look at What they did to us
Tried to undo us
Now when I'm outta town I Put the 352 up
Bitch nigga I Do It
Now dey look foolish
Uh
Out in Cali for a few months
Faded off a few blunts
Fuck a few Valley bitches Bailey's Bodies But-I Hate it when dey Say too much
Take a trip up to Zuma
(Zuma, Zuma, Zuma)
On the PCH just ZOOMIN-Hit tha waves-Roll a New One
(New one, New one, New one)
Uh
Kush culture I'm fluent
Take a zip back to New York
(New York)
Kick it wit my brotha-get in trouble-put tha 212 Up
Makin plans for the Future
(Future, Future, Future)
Get rich hallelujah
Though I came from the US Take a plane from the US
Back home to Jozi The place where I grew up
It's a strange way to view it but there Ain't nothin to it
They tell me I'm sick On the beat I Threw up
No time to Relax, I might Relapse
When I'm flyin back home I'm asleep seatback
Need at least 3 bags of the deep sea grass
To calm my nerves then I'm free at last
Trees in my dreams Puff deep deep pass
Then I land in my land it's like a scene from the past
My fans wave dey hands and dey scream when I pass
Nigga deez is tha cats who believe in my Raps
Pele