เนื้อเพลง I'm The Man - J. Cole

He gonna have the nerve to f*cking tell me n*ggas from the south can't spit?,
B*tch I'll smack your dumb ass (Fayettenam what up? Carolina what up?)
Stupid ass mother f*ckers (New York, what up? Queens)
I'm a quit talking sh*t and about show y'all
I told y'all n*ggas that I'm getting my bread and going home
I'm a show you all stupid ass motherf*ckers (Coming soon, n*gga)
Dumb ass n*ggas
The heir to the throne
South n*gga bred to the bone
But haters say he fled from his home (please),
Now picture that, I was 18 with million dollar dreams (yeah),
Moved to Jamaica Queens, like Prince Akim,
But ain't looking for no queen, (nah)
Came to get my c.r.e.a.m. (yup),
City on my back, I just lift my wings, I'm fly
You n*ggas on my d*ck, while I
Thought them n*ggas from the south couldn't spit, viola
I'm here. I'm a lot respect, not fear.
So please be clear, n*gga please beware,
I'm a motherf*cking monster, B.S. me? (naw)
No, my hand game like f*cking PSP!
Now pop the champagne, money is coming soon
My d*ck do the damn thing, honey it's cuming soon,
She jerking, bend her over, now she hurting,
Living reckless got me thinking of death, look how she flirting,
Well, f*ck that b*tch, man a n*gga tryna breathe (yea)
Some of these n*ggas be tryna d*ck her down and leave
Rest In Peace, ya'll boys living too fast,
Caught up in the cash, and got shot up in a flash,
Ville n*ggas don't play,
When it comes to that money, think real n*ggas won't spray?
Mid-day when it's sunny, they kill n*ggas broad day
On some more new jack sh*t
This rap sh*t is like tag n*gga you not it, so run

Ha ha ah
I'm The Man, hahaha, yea hey
I'm the man
I'm the man, (I told ya'll n*ggas),

I'm the man

Yea, uh
They say I act like I'm the man, cause motherf*cka I am
N*ggas study my style, I should be giving exams,
Damn boy I am so flamboyant with the ensemble.
Polo jacket, polo tee, what a fine combo,
And I'm the man, now understand a n*gga bossin, ' (yea)
Scheming on that drop top CL but it's costing (yea)
Long term plans for the fam, we'll be dropping [? ]
Never catch a n*gga double-crossing, unless I'm flossing (woo)
In the streets n*ggas peace war until you force him,
To quarter back them bullet passes, you could Randy Moss 'em.
Gotdamn you n*ggas got handled,
N*ggas only publishing, my style got sampled,
So I switched like a thick b*tch with some heels on.
I seen a n*gga get popped, I feel for 'em
I know who did it, but you think I'm finna squeal on him?
Shout out to R.J. Hill I would kill for him,
That's word, n*gga observe my genius.
E&J sipping got a n*gga straight leaning,
My DNA dripping while your girl stay drinking, (haha)
I told y'all I'm the man, what the f*ck ya'll n*ggas thinking?

Yea, Yeah
I'm the man
I'm the man n*gga
And I'm the man
I'm the man n*gga
(I'm the man)

Yea
First and foremost, Fayettenam what's good?
Carolina, what up? Bull city, Raleigh, Charlotte, Salem,
Greensboro, Wimbledon, n*gga
Everywhere dog, I'm repping from long distance, man.
I told y'all boy, I'm bout to get this money and come home right quick,
Y'all n*ggas still see me tho, you think I'm still there; you ain't even know I'm gone
Back so much, n*gga,
I hear you all little n*ggas talking, n*gga.
Prince of the city, n*gga.
Prince of the south, n*gga, holla at me.
Ya know? Heir to the throne, b*tch.