Man of my Word
Lil Baby & Lil Durk Lyrics
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You fucked Boona and Wuk
(Nile, I hear you)
(You made this shit, Pharaoh)
How she actin' funny, I bought her her titties?
Niggas she be fuckin' ain't none of my business
Don't matter where I'm at, bitch, I'm known for the trenches
We the first niggas put drums in the city
We robbed the niggas, put drugs in the city
Fuck where you from 'cause I know that you with it
Check on his ass, I'ma handle my business
Trust you with nothin', fuck you more than once
And you gotta be a killer just to hang with us
If you talkin' 'bout murders then I'm hangin' up
Run up on 'em, baow, ain't no one-on-one
I got the money, so who I'm runnin' from?
I got a lawyer that cost a honey bun
Before I buy pussy, I buy a hundred guns
Judge told me nigga died with my gun
Twenty ten briefs sayin' Ralph Lauren
Died close, feel like he died in my arms
Reinstated, they denied my bond
A nigga play with Smurk, you're not that smart
Sucked it twice, and I'm still not hard
Niggas cry out loud when they gettin' shot
That nigga worried, don't stand on my block
Fuck what you heard, I'm the man of my block
Stop playin', bitch, I'm Smurk
Bitch get naked, gotta put on my merch
I got your Uber, I kept my word
She freak, actin' like she a nerd
No shirt when I'm off this Perc'
They slide every time we hurt
Lost bro, I know it hurt
We gon' catch him first
Yeah, we run the game, now them boys gotta sit out
After I hit, tell her man, make her get out
Hundred mill' comin', I still ain't gon' chill out
I'm really that, I'ma show 'em how I get down
Hard on a bitch, man, I shoulda been pimpin'
Hard in these streets, the majority with me
He can't be serious, you gotta be kiddin' me
I'm really laughin', these lil' niggas temptin' me
I get offended when niggas say, "Tap in"
I buy the bro'nem Celine just to trap in
I got more clothes in my closet than Saks Fifth
I watched JB make a deuce do a backflip
I know you really don't know, you just act hip
I done took off for real, now how that feel?
Bro ain't never gon' change, I know that's real
This one outta here, straight to the backfield
I sleep good every night, now I'm happy
"How you go where you go?" I'm a trapper for real
"How you know what you know?" I adapted for real
We too rich with the feds, we put shit in the mail
My lifestyle expensive, this shit high as hell
Lil' bro tryna score, so I gave him a lay up
I gotta go somewhere, no, I can't lay up
Bitch, stop playin', you better not tell
Stop playin', bitch, I'm Smurk
Bitch get naked, gotta put on my merch
I got your Uber, I kept my word
She freak, actin' like she a nerd
No shirt when I'm off this Perc'
They slide every time we hurt
Lost bro, I know it hurt
We gon' catch him first
The lyrics of Lil Baby and Lil Durk's song Man of My Word are about their life in the streets, their loyalty to their principles, and their success despite facing various challenges. The lines "We robbed the niggas, put drugs in the city/Fuck where you from 'cause I know that you with it" suggest that they were involved in the drug trade and other illegal activities in their city. Also, the lyrics "If you talkin' 'bout murders then I'm hangin' up/Run up on 'em, baow, ain't no one-on-one" indicate that they are not afraid to use violence to protect themselves and their interests.
Moreover, the lyrics talk about Lil Durk's experience with the justice system. The lines "Judge told me a nigga died with my gun" indicate that he was involved in a crime where someone got killed using his firearm. Additionally, the lines "Reinstated, they denied my bond/A nigga play with Smurk, you're not that smart" suggest that he was detained but released on bail and that he is not to be messed with.
In general, the lyrics of the song portray Lil Baby and Lil Durk as street-smart, tough individuals who have been through a lot and are now successful, but still, face challenges and are mindful of their past.
Line by Line Meaning
You don't know what it took
You have no idea how hard it was
You fucked Boona and Wuk
You messed around with Boona and Wuk
How she actin' funny, I bought her her titties?
Why is she behaving weird? I paid for her breast augmentation
Niggas she be fuckin' ain't none of my business
I don't care who she's sleeping with
Uppin' my pole, that's a part of my fitness
Working out my gun is a part of my routine
Don't matter where I'm at, bitch, I'm known for the trenches
I'm known for being in the rough areas, no matter where I am
We the first niggas put drums in the city
We were the first ones to put drums on our guns in the city
We robbed the niggas, put drugs in the city
We stole from people and sold drugs in the city
Fuck where you from 'cause I know that you with it
I don't care where you're from, I know you're down
Check on his ass, I'ma handle my business
I'll take care of my business by checking in on him
Trust you with nothin', fuck you more than once
I don't trust you at all, and I won't hesitate to betray you
And you gotta be a killer just to hang with us
You need to be a dangerous person to be a part of our group
If you talkin' 'bout murders then I'm hangin' up
I'm ending the conversation if you're discussing murders
Run up on 'em, baow, ain't no one-on-one
We confront them as a group, not one on one
I got the money, so who I'm runnin' from?
I have enough money, so who do I need to evade?
I got a lawyer that cost a honey bun
I have an expensive lawyer that charges $100,000
Before I buy pussy, I buy a hundred guns
I'd rather buy guns than pay for sex
Judge told me nigga died with my gun
A judge informed me that someone died from a gun I owned
Twenty ten briefs sayin' Ralph Lauren
My underwear has the brand name Ralph Lauren
Died close, feel like he died in my arms
He passed away near me, it feels like I was holding him
Reinstated, they denied my bond
They brought me back into the fold, but wouldn't let me out on bail
A nigga play with Smurk, you're not that smart
If you mess with me, you're not very intelligent
Sucked it twice, and I'm still not hard
She gave me oral sex twice, but I still wasn't aroused
Niggas cry out loud when they gettin' shot
Men scream when they're being shot at
That nigga worried, don't stand on my block
That person is scared, they shouldn't come to my neighborhood
Fuck what you heard, I'm the man of my block
I am the leader and most respected person in my neighborhood
Stop playin', bitch, I'm Smurk
Stop joking around, I am Lil Durk
Bitch get naked, gotta put on my merch
Undress, then put on my merchandise
I got your Uber, I kept my word
I arranged your Uber ride as promised
She freak, actin' like she a nerd
She's acting like she's innocent, but is actually wild
No shirt when I'm off this Perc'
I take my shirt off when I'm high on Percocet
They slide every time we hurt
They come after us every time we're vulnerable
Lost bro, I know it hurt
We lost a friend, it's painful
We gon' catch him first
We will find the person responsible and take action
Yeah, we run the game, now them boys gotta sit out
We're in charge now, others must step aside
After I hit, tell her man, make her get out
After I have sex with her, tell her boyfriend to come get her
Hundred mill' comin', I still ain't gon' chill out
Even if I make millions, I won't relax
I'm really that, I'ma show 'em how I get down
I am genuinely like that, and will prove it
Hard on a bitch, man, I shoulda been pimpin'
I'm tough with women, I would have made a good pimp
Hard in these streets, the majority with me
I am respected in these rough areas, most people are on my side
He can't be serious, you gotta be kiddin' me
He must be joking, he can't be serious
I'm really laughin', these lil' niggas temptin' me
I'm genuinely amused, these young guys are testing me
I get offended when niggas say, "Tap in"
I dislike it when people tell me to connect with them
I buy the bro'nem Celine just to trap in
I buy expensive Celine clothes just to show off
I got more clothes in my closet than Saks Fifth
I have more clothes than the Saks Fifth Avenue store's stock
I watched JB make a deuce do a backflip
I saw JB make a 2-gram drug package do a flip
I know you really don't know, you just act hip
I know you're not aware, but you're pretending to be
I done took off for real, now how that feel?
I'm really succeeding, how does that make you feel?
Bro ain't never gon' change, I know that's real
My friend won't ever change, that's for sure
This one outta here, straight to the backfield
This matter is finished, it's over
I sleep good every night, now I'm happy
I'm content, I sleep well at night
"How you go where you go?" I'm a trapper for real
"How do you get to where you go?" I'm genuinely a drug dealer
"How you know what you know?" I adapted for real
"How do you know what you know?" I truly adapted to my surroundings
We too rich with the feds, we put shit in the mail
We're too wealthy to worry about getting caught by the government, we even send illegal items in the mail
My lifestyle expensive, this shit high as hell
My lifestyle is costly, beyond most people's means
Lil' bro tryna score, so I gave him a lay up
My younger friend is trying to succeed, so I gave him an easy opportunity
I gotta go somewhere, no, I can't lay up
I have to go somewhere, I can't relax
Bitch, stop playin', you better not tell
Stop joking around, or else you better not tell anyone anything incriminating
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Broderick Omar Hughey, Dominique Jones, Durk D. Banks, Nile Bey, Roderick Lamar Jr. Hughey
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