Bizzle, Courtney Orlando - Who's the Man lyrics

Woah, huh? Woah, huh?

Switching lanes on the highway
Nearly hit a BM
I ain't see him in my blind space
Tried to apologize, then I saw the guy
Race up on the side and throw his
Middle finger up in my face
(You see this clown?) i figured that was it
But then he goes around (Oh)
Pulling up in front of me and slowing down
Homie, what the issue? He don't
Know I'm with the pistol
And my wife and kids with
Me in this whip, too, it's going down
(Going down)
My wife is saying "Chill", but, the man in me
Is saying: "How you let him play
You in front of your family?"
(What? You scared?)
I threw my hands up, my wife put 'em down
(Oh) she said: "The kids scared, baby
Look around!" (Uh)
That's when she put her hand on my chest
And said: "You know they gon' remember how
You handled this test" (Humph)
And if I fail it
Ain't no telling what it's gon' cause
(Real talk)
So, I just took that L, and then, I drove off

Mmm, some wins look just like losses
Look like losses
Or you can take an L and feel you've won
But it just might cost ya'
(But it just might cost ya')
Who the man? yeah, yeah, yeah (Look)
Yeah, son, what really makes you the man?
Oh hoo, hoo! Who the man?

Now, I'm at the crib trying to pray about it
(Trying to pray)
'Cause, I been feeling like a
Sucker all day about it
It's bittersweet: the more I sit and think
The more it gets to me (Hm-m)
Then, I trip to sleep
And it plays back differently (Oh)
He flips me off and starts speeding up
Jumped in front of us and still
Got his middle finger up
(Alright, I got you) now, I'm mad, so
I swing the whip back around
On the side and throw my hands up
Like: "What's cracking now?"
(What's up, homie?)
He crack a smile and I don't trust it
'cause his hands are down
I go to grab the ratchet
But this cat already has it out
My wife screams, by the time I looked up
He's clapping out
I dropped the gun, and started
Gunning on the gas, mashing out (Skrrt)
I think I'm hit, got blood all on my chest
Lift my shirt up, but
I can't find a hole in my flesh
"Babe, I think I'm hit, just help me check!
Babe?" ("Babe, get up") "Babe, get up! Babe! No!"

Mmm, some wins look just like losses
Look like losses
Or you can take an L and feel you've won
But it just might cost ya'
(But it just might cost ya')
Who the man? yeah, yeah, yeah (Look)
Yeah, son, what really makes you the man?
Oh hoo, hoo! Who the man?

It's funny
Feeling like a sucker don't seem as bad
Compared to losin' wifey and
Being a single dad (Real talk)
He could have missed her and hit the kids
Then, how could I live knowing they died
So I could be the man?
Man, it's kinda scary, though (Scary, though)
As I sit and run
Through these different scenarios
Honestly, I thought I'd feel better
With him hitting me
Until I've seen the misery they
Left with missing me (Wow)
But, what if I move quicker
And I get the squeeze?
Then, I live to see 'em from
My cell when they visit me (That ain't cool)
And that one ain't a win, but them other two
Got the first L starting to look like a W
(Think about it)
I'm guessin' it's the answer to my prayers
(Prayers) but peep, though
In which version was I the hero? (Huh?)
I guess the real question you should ask me
Though (Uh)
Is: was I trying to protect my fam or my ego?
Bizzle

Mmm, some wins look just like losses
Look like losses
Or you can take an L and feel you've won
But it just might cost ya'
(But it just might cost ya')
Who the man? yeah, yeah, yeah (Look)
Yeah, son, what really makes you the man?
Oh hoo, hoo! Who the man?