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To The Max, Uhh Free all of my niggas in the max, we gone stack this money to the max We do not hear them, we do not fear them They talking down and I don't know why, we moving like pilgrims You gotta job to do, get up and go and get paid They gotta pay what they owe, that's why they laying in bed Hating on me with no profit, I can get the money no problem You around a whole lot of ballers, you ain't even gotta keep falling I did the yacht, I did the block, I did the watch, I did the coupe I'm moving on to something new They talking bout me, Jesus wept, it's nothing new I lead the team and call the plays that's what I do I turn to Blade with the Shades if my family get spooked Ima jack of all my trades, she think I'm handsome in my suit Shawty got a bad lil body, and she pay all her bills She ain't even got no kids, say she want to put me on her will Free all of my niggas in the max, we gone stack this money to the max We do not hear them, we do not fear them They talking down and we don't know why, we moving like pilgrims Free all of my niggas in the max, we gone stack this money to the max We do not hear them, we do not fear them They talking down and we don't know why, we moving like pilgrims Picture this, Lamborghini do the dash, to the Max, 1.5 all cash Big house, 6 rooms with a lobby, not commercial but private flights to AbuDabi That's the kind of shit gets me excited quick Ima need a baddie just to share it with She may complain if I get her hair wet Tell the driver pull over man Fuck dat, ima get bags and buss it down with my niggas We have a plan, stick to it, no intervention Thank God it's Friday, I been grinding No off days, No sleep No tired days, No sleep no tired days Free all of my niggas in the max, we gone stack this money to the max We do not hear them, we do not fear them They talking down and I don't know why, we moving like pilgrims Free all of my niggas in the max, we gone stack this money to the max We do not hear them, we do not fear them They talking down and I don't know why, we moving like pilgrims Have you ever made love to a real one She ain't never made love to a real one It was better
Writer(s): Christopher Woods Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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