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Max B Interlude
Wiz Khalifa, Max B
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Yeah, I gave 'em my music, they ran with my style, style
Bring your clique, I run through it, gave 'em an L, L
First one to chow down, nigga, I'm famous
I got a chip on my shoulder, eat that shit with a sandwich
Bet you thought I was done and finished, Max, he ain't goin' over
We can do bullshit music, we can flow mediocre
We can just post some pictures, we can be one-hit wonders
Bitches won't know the difference, they keep me from goin' under
Still on parole, still I smoke hella dabble
Still I drink heavy liquor, got a bitch that sniff hella powder
These are true stories, real-live facts
Federales want me to give up my sources and contacts
My melody synthesized, they had me forever
All my ties, had to sever, dope, all that intricate in the past
Niggas killin' niggas, they want genocide
We ain't goin' back, they'll never take my men alive
Takin' they bitches and gettin' 'em high
24/7 hustlin', always workin' to get my paper up
Countin' up so much money, now my thumbs are gettin' paper cuts
Hear what these niggas sayin' on the line, but I think they play too much
Everybody sayin' some new shit need to drop, guess what, the wait is up
Young Khalifa got a pound next to the bed soon as I'm wakin' up
I don't even know which car I'm gonna drive, might pick my favorite one
Niggas out here trippin' on that fentanyl, man, that's them crazy drugs
Might be cool, but I don't let shit slide, you could never play me, cuz
Might be sunny outside, but I save it for a rainy one
VIP list, check it, that's what my name be on
Young rich nigga, ask her, that's what your lady want
Ain't gon' never stop, I'll be workin' 'til I'm 81
If my nigga rollin' up, I tell him, "Roll me one"
Out in Miami on a jet ski, whippin' with my son
Kiki on the river, hop off the yacht, and get some brunch
I'm with all my niggas, I'm with all my day ones
Always talkin' shit, but you got insufficient funds
Never let 'em see my path, not leavin' bread crumbs
They get through with all the love, that's when the hate comes
I was young and hopeless, that's where all the rage from
Went and got a Porsche, Ty Dolla got the same one
Can't skip through the book, gotta start out on page one
Lookin' through my roof, pull out a joint, and blaze one
Think I'm bulletproof, you'll find out where I came from
Might be sunny outside, but I save it for a rainy one
VIP list, check it, that's what my name be on
Young rich nigga, ask her, that's what your lady want
Ain't gon' never stop, I'll be workin' 'til I'm 81
You know that I'ma always be a Taylor
That's the way I live, the way I live
You know that I'ma always be a Taylor
That's the way I live, the way I live
When I say Taylor, you say Gang
Taylor (Gang)
Taylor (Gang)
When I say Taylor, you say Gang
Taylor (Gang)
Taylor (Gang)
And still the champion remains
From all the bullshit, we refrain
She play the game with you, but really she want that Kush and Orange Juice
That's why she here with us
Pass me my lighter, baby