all my life

Singer: max b

i got a quarter key- bout to put it on the scale

its quarters

we got yola don't be mentioning that mail

when that brick come back i.yell

see now we can flip these o's. ain't the quantity its quality

he so high commodity

he got nine for robbery

came home on that bail. got the city on this loopy shit

greasy get that hoopty quick

he gon' make me shoot this shit

nigga they ain't been hot since i blessed the game with g's up

nigga won't lift my sleeves up

baby come lick my penis. bigga he make me cum

max know sluts thats in atlanta

i got trucks thats in savanna

out that cut gotta get that bama

these niggas just take me light till they laying in a coma

i come play in california

oww

all my life

ima try to hit a lick or two

all my life

ima try to hit a bitch or two

all my ice

oh the wrist is blue

who they listen to?

what you want me to do?

niggas out they mind

even mentioning the team name

i'll scrape gay r

he copping fifths when the team gain

take a look at his mean chain

they dragging on the internet

ain't kill a nigga yet

he smoking weed & cigarettes

stuck with seeds and niggas pet. we get seed out the set

i'll have him weaving out his 'jects

or wherever the nigga rep

wherever the nigga step-

foot like a landfill

one click of the metal give your man chills

stop living for fan thrills

or see how your fans feel

when gay r body hard. they telling your man chill

he giving your man peels

its off with your mans grill

niggas with ram kills

give a fuck how your man feel

ya niggas in your fan peel

keep testing the fam we'll. power smoking sour

you'l be dead a couple hours

or crime scene investigators come sprinkling they're powders

niggas loving the dour come fuck with this thing of ours

all my life

ima try to hit a lick or two

all my life

ima try to hit a bitch or two

all my ice

oh the wrist is blue

who they listen to?

what you want me to do?

fresh up out that gate

i can penetrate-

send one through that dome of yours

while your home watching the source awards

fuckers got me pissed

thought she was a fan

bigging up my new pd3

screaming nigga give me a cd free

bobbing off my shit

you and your main bitch

tripping off sexy love

empty slug

he is such a work of art

he is known to squirt the dart. work the charts

help these bitches get cake. see niggas don't appreciate

what i do for the game

fuck the politics

coca got a lot of it. poke it out and polish it

tell them bitches swallow it-

gurgle it

mustard on his murder shit

average in 2010 on some burger shit

used him for all purposes

used him for all services

wipe you niggas down. look at mama bet she proud of me

cluttered like the lot of me

flooded like the lottery

we need power boy

dour called

tell me max i got that sour on

oww oww

all my life

ima try to hit a lick or two

all my life

ima try to hit a bitch or two

all my ice

oh the wrist is blue

who they listen to?

what you want me to do?