chinx & max / paid for

Singer:french montana

that's my nigga man

that's my bro

i spoke to him last night

drunk out his ass

soon as you came home

took you on tour

leave the streets

do whatever for you lil boy

fast money

bad bitches

livin' in a rush

now worse when you love somethin' death can touch

sometimes life hurt more than death homie

locked up max

took chinx

i'm last one left homie

told you stack - died

did

done

lived that

you looked at me and laughed

you ain't care

i remember we recorded i'm a coke boy

you lit the city up

i told you get that dough boy

i mean we both from the bottom with the same dreams

why i felt the same rush when you copped your first v

starin' at my phone waitin' for your phone call

i see your face every time i see your lil boy

life pleasant

death peaceful

transition

that's the trouble some comin' where i'm comin' from

why blood bleed memories nobody steals

death leave heart ache

nobody heals

in my own zone drinkin' till i'm feelin' woozy

knowin' i'm a die

remind me there ain't nothin' to lose

it's some real shit right here

yeah. i feel like he feels as far as far as not being able to have your nigga there

me

chinx and shit. always know this b

you're blessed. you know i'm sayin'? and all you gotta do when you feel like that

look at my situation

you know i'm sayin'? think of my situation nigga

damn how to start this off

one time to the boss don

coke wave boss

damn

gave my nigga seven-five

damn

they tried to kill my dog alive

wavy

it's a law fightin' for your life

we live like it no tomorrow

i pray for you at night

time flyin'

it's been 7 years

while time flies fake friends disappear

fast money

fast cars

lived it to the most

penthouse

zach

chinx

max

nobody close

told you focus on the money

fuck the problems

but once you hit the henny

you the wildest

remember when you finger popped the jon

found a condom in her?

and you still hit her?

you crazy

they thought i was done when they locked you up

haha

turn the city up

tried to bury us but didn't know we were seeds

international superstars overseas

despite all our obstacles

against all odds

keep your eyes on the prize and your faith on god

every week talk to your mother

i see your baby boy gettin' older

until you get the appeal we gon' fight homie

spit that coke wave boys for life homie

montana

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oh father god we come to you right now. to bring karim

aka french montana

and charlie aka max b. bring them both to the altar

lord god

i give this to you. i give this to you

look

to keep him safe as i know that you do each and every day lord god. we ask you to give them wisdom

to use in a good way

lord god that will help them in their future - concernin' their children

their children's mothers

for their children are the future and their children's children are the future future

so father god

we ask you lord god to anoint their music

anoint their thoughts

their dreams

their aspirations

oh god. and to speak to them always oh god as we know that you do but let them know lord god that when you're speaking to them that you already spoke to them and that you always speak to them. it's just a matter of them listening. so father god we ask to carry them through both separate situations under two different circumstances

lord god

and we ask you in your son's name lord god to allow them to apply whatever it is they need to apply in their life

lord god

to make it better for them. and better for the music world

lord god. in this we say

we pray

amen

you like that one?

i want to say one more thing

max

chinx

think about the times

think about you some times

think about the dimes

know sometimes i'm goin' under

you won't hustle

everything is paid for

she bust it open like i paid for it

baby tell me what you came for

make sure you won't leave without

wanna see you smile

do it

don't try

designer shit

wanna see you fly

live it up

thinkin' bout the time

ayo

spark them phony fucks from deep

i'm a put them fucks to sleep

quarter million in my jeans

these bitches praise my dick

penthouse

he in that six

we in this bitch

they raided on my cuh

they takin' all my bucks

they be rapin' all my sluts

ayo

maxie don't like him

they got me all tightenin'

even papi got that 10

yeah i hit you niggas with that shotty pump

leave you on that potty slump

shittin' on yourself

i put them bitches in the ground

i flip them with the pound

i'm empty

i need another round

you won't hustle

everything is paid for

she bust it open like i paid for it

baby tell me what you came for

make sure you won't leave without

wanna see you smile

do it

don't try

designer shit

wanna see you fly

live it up

thinkin' bout the time

look these niggas wishin' on a fallen star

double park the vanquish and hop into a different car

we spend money like a whirlwind

chinx drugz don't crack

smack a nigga heroin

your girl went down and never came up

these niggas need to hang up

three jewish lawyers on retainer

these liars never tell the same story twice

been a sucker all your life

yellow gold stones dancin' off the lights

fuck your life

these niggas ass bent with life

don't touch the dice

never felt the fire till you touched it twice

what's the price?

kush burnin'

cruise control

everyday's a big game for me like the superbowl

you won't hustle

everything is paid for

she bust it open like i paid for it

baby tell me what you came for

make sure you won't leave without

wanna see you smile

do it

don't try

designer shit

wanna see you fly

live it up

thinkin' bout the time

awo

thinkin' bout the time

i think about you sometimes

awo

thinkin' bout the time

i think about you sometimes

uh

thinkin' bout you

couldn't even sleep

man thinkin' bout you

couldn't even speak

all the confusion had me in the mosque friday night

tryna find a peace of mind but couldn't find a piece of mine

moral to the story

the story got no morals

cause the real gon' struggle while the suckers get the glory

it's a new day

she trippin' off a d'usse

try and hit me with the lemonade when i met her drinkin' kool-aid

tryna be rich and famous

showin' up to court twistin' fingers

if rap was a sport

we was ringers

gotta lose it all just to make it

god giveth

god taketh

strip you naked

shake the devil

get the cake

you won't hustle

everything is paid for

she bust it open like i paid for it

baby tell me what you came for

make sure you won't leave without

wanna see you smile

do it

don't try

designer shit

wanna see you fly

live it up

thinkin' bout the time

oww

thinkin' bout the time

i think about you sometimes

ow

thinkin' bout the time

i think about the time

think about you sometimes

i think about dyin'

haanh!