Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Boys To Men, artist - Lil Poppa.
Date of issue: 06.05.2021
Song language: English
Boys To Men |
Them niggas send shots |
We send shots back |
Lil one said they on the block |
Take em where the opps at |
We need another Glock |
Fuck it go and cop that |
What the fuck wrong with the cops |
Asking where Poppa at? |
You little boys can’t hang with us I don’t care who you know |
Them niggas don’t want no war with us, I see straight through the smoke |
We take them Ks on tour with us, you know them shooters go |
Soon as you meet, hop out on feet, yea thats that ooda flow |
Bitch don’t ask what happened to Leeke, I don’t want you to know |
You gonna have me thinking you creep and I can’t shoot a hoe |
Said fuck it and I jumped straight off the porch, go where ever Dooda go |
Interrogation they was trying bring up that boy I don’t know no foolio |
Aye Lil Poppa I know why them niggas mad they ain’t want you to blow |
Take care my fam, I gotta run me up a bag, that’s who I do it for |
Usually high but I’m not right now, that’s all I got right now |
Wasn’t for this, then I probably be on the block right now |
So I ain’t playing, my lil nigga say ya hot right now |
You need a fan and he eager to let off shots right now |
He get to spraying |
Feel like you can’t, but you can |
So I ain’t hearing what you saying |
This all was part of the plan |
Going from a boy to a man |
Fuck that shit run up my bands |
Fuck that jewelry I need some land |
They say my fans depend on me |
But I’m depending on my fans |
I mix Fanta with the lean |
Bitch this percocet a ten |
I need to give this shit away |
I pray this shit come to an end |
Bitch while you gossping, out here pussy popping |
Telling all your friends |
Can’t talk to nobody but God about it |
I committed all them sins |
I probably be back at square one |
If I took care of all my kin |
But to everybody that stayed down |
I swear we all gonna win |
Ain’t I got no time to be stressing bout no shit I’m fed up |
Before you lay down look bitch you know you gotta give that head up |
Now I can’t lie, girl you the shit now gonna toot that ass up |
Say Poppa I know no less than 50, fuck you think this book bag for |
Hey Poppa ask em why them niggas mad they ain’t want you to blow |
Take care my fam, I gotta run me up a bag, that’s who I do it for |
Usually high but I’m not right now, that’s all I got right now |
Wasn’t for this, then I probably be on the block right now |
So I ain’t playing, my lil nigga say ya hot right now |
You need a fan and he eager to let off shots right now |
He get to spraying |
Feel like you can’t, but you can |
So I ain’t hearing what you saying |
This all was part of the plan |
Going from a boy to a man |