Mr. Maxfield
Lyrics
I been rolling grams trying not to stress
Back to back sets when in the land couple pounds for the gang when a nigga land
Can I keep it real you ain't gotta ask
My nigga Meechie work a deal tryna make them mills last
Started small time now we need them big bags
Ima get the jag ima get the jag mama swear ima millionaire from what I did last summer
Don't sleep on me
Fuck it up the worst way like it's ya birthday
Yeah fresher than A church day it's only Thursday
Yeah fuck her on a perc mane I heard it work mane yeah
See see these young niggas
They they out here trippin
they they just they they wylin they they outta control
Burner on my lap
Stay strapped
Long live the Mack
Pimp slap
We don't do the cap
Real rap
Smoke em back to back
Roll em kinda fat
I don't need no drama
I'm just tryna live my life
I put it on my mama we been counting money all night
No Cap !!
I stuck to the code fuckin wit da bros
Know you see me wit da gang down on Melrose
Ye house on the hill Mr. Maxfield
God bless a nigga getting taxed still
Do it for the thrill do it for the thrill
Young and I'm dumb let a nigga live
Swear I missed a couple meals tryna get them mills
Had to make change for the change
V12 big body hoggin up the lanes
Presidential Tint I didn't wanna show my face
Praying every day I hope my nigga beat the case
I don't need no drama
I'm just tryna live my life
I put it on my mama we been counting money all night
I been rolling grams trying not to stress
Back to back sets when in the land couple pounds for the gang when a nigga land
Can I keep it real you ain't gotta ask
My nigga Meechie work a deal tryna make them mills last
Started small time now we need them big bags
Ima get the jag ima get the jag mama swear ima millionaire from what I did last summer
Don't sleep on me
Fuck it up the worst way like it's ya birthday
Yeah fresher than A church day it's only Thursday
Yeah fuck her on a perc mane I heard it work mane yeah
See see these young niggas
They they out here trippin
they they just they they wylin they they outta control
Burner on my lap
Stay strapped
Long live the Mack
Pimp slap
We don't do the cap
Real rap
Smoke em back to back
Roll em kinda fat
I don't need no drama
I'm just tryna live my life
I put it on my mama we been counting money all night
No Cap !!
I stuck to the code fuckin wit da bros
Know you see me wit da gang down on Melrose
Ye house on the hill Mr. Maxfield
God bless a nigga getting taxed still
Do it for the thrill do it for the thrill
Young and I'm dumb let a nigga live
Swear I missed a couple meals tryna get them mills
Had to make change for the change
V12 big body hoggin up the lanes
Presidential Tint I didn't wanna show my face
Praying every day I hope my nigga beat the case
I don't need no drama
I'm just tryna live my life
I put it on my mama we been counting money all night
Writer(s): Amir Jenkins
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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