Maxine Interlude
Lyrics
O.I.
I never thought that the money could change me
Well
That's until I realized that the singles and the hundreds
Start to feel like the same thing
Wanted the big fish
Took a dip in the mainstream
And got my backpack wet
I dropped a wave on the underground
You know my sound
Taught you niggas how to rap like that
A father of style
Molded from a golden child
Reaching for the silver lining
If Im tryna bring it home
I cant act like guest
Head of the household
Momma taught me you couldn't eat
If you kept your mouth closed
Turns out she was wrong and right
Lotta days I was short
Turned to long damn nights
And for my childish mistakes
Payed a grown mans price
The knees of police
Take grown mans life
And when you try to stand up
They put you on stand by
This shit could be enough
To make a grown man cry
When he got kids
Feeling like his hands tied
Still he move forward
Knowing each and every step
Is a landmine
And watch em look surprised
When you blow
Same color as money
What they eyes start to show
You dummy
Like what the fuck else coulda happened
Huh
I got plans for more than
Being good at rappin
You cant look forwards
Simultaneous with looking backwards
Life already harsh
Could never use a backwoods
I did it all off a macbook with cracked screen
From what I had
Made the most
In my eyes seen the ghost of black kings
Im
Coming loud from the monitors
And live from your flat screens
And fucking niggas up
Like tax liens
Yeah
I came in with a black queen
Her skin complexion a reflection
Of Maxine
O.I.
I never thought that the money could change me
Well
That's until I realized that the singles and the hundreds
Start to feel like the same thing
Wanted the big fish
Took a dip in the mainstream
And got my backpack wet
I dropped a wave on the underground
You know my sound
Taught you niggas how to rap like that
A father of style
Molded from a golden child
Reaching for the silver lining
If Im tryna bring it home
I cant act like guest
Head of the household
Momma taught me you couldn't eat
If you kept your mouth closed
Turns out she was wrong and right
Lotta days I was short
Turned to long damn nights
And for my childish mistakes
Payed a grown mans price
The knees of police
Take grown mans life
And when you try to stand up
They put you on stand by
This shit could be enough
To make a grown man cry
When he got kids
Feeling like his hands tied
Still he move forward
Knowing each and every step
Is a landmine
And watch em look surprised
When you blow
Same color as money
What they eyes start to show
You dummy
Like what the fuck else coulda happened
Huh
I got plans for more than
Being good at rappin
You cant look forwards
Simultaneous with looking backwards
Life already harsh
Could never use a backwoods
I did it all off a macbook with cracked screen
From what I had
Made the most
In my eyes seen the ghost of black kings
Im
Coming loud from the monitors
And live from your flat screens
And fucking niggas up
Like tax liens
Yeah
I came in with a black queen
Her skin complexion a reflection
Of Maxine
Writer(s): Travon Sparks
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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