Testo MayBack - Aaron May
Testo della canzone MayBack (Aaron May), tratta dall'album 803Mayjor Vol. 2 - EP
I gotta be the one to go & get it
I'm thinkin' large investments
Oil in Texas this where they buy it & sip it
I pull up & charge this tesla
Then pull off the lot inna Benz it's premium smoke inna whip
Get to charging extra
I just can't run outta gas if I do then I'm flying in zips
I ain't trynna impress you
How n***** think they done passed me know they ain't really on shit
Only time a test it
Who really made this shit last & who barely got em a fix
N***** be false pretending from start to finish
Then end up gettin caught inna mix
They told me stayin' down til you come a hard commitment
Wasn't hard to commit
Uh, uh
Sippin these lines used to write em down
N***** got habits stronger than they grind
Then they go wonder why they don't shine
I know these hoes worse trynna trap a n**** poppin tags
It should be a crime
I put some mo purp up in this baby bottle girl
I know that baby ain't mine
Gone handle ya business I won't even mind
Make some mo millions fo' I even sign
What i say they gone feel but I ain't leadin' blind
Sell a verse like it's drank you gone pay the line
And They know about may why the fuck would you lie
I had business in play since my first hundred thousand
I got momma a place before I went bought a diamond
Since a boy made a way I'm the man of the house
And please don't ask me for none no mo I ain't doing no favors
When you got it they love you & praise you
You run out it can't nobody save you
I ain't Ghazi but I'll run a label
I make profit put deals on the table
Soon as the Maybach's pull in the front
You know MAY back in I do everything Mayjor
Everything Mayjor
I do everything Mayjor
Soon as the Maybach's pull in the front
You know MAY back in I do everything Mayjor
Yeah
I'm back
I don't even much want hear n***** rap
I'm on top countin' racks where it get lonely
All these new n***** whack ain't got shit on me
Like a bitch how they act diamonds hittin on me
Don't condone in no cap this the real only
Catch em dolo no pack see if he still on it
And I go through a lot never went through no big homie
Wrist on me keep getting colder
That bitch almost as froze as my shoulder
Business get done with me thought I had told you
They thought I was dumb cause I pour up in sodas
I'm pullin' back up to the spot in a rover
Then pull up pop trunk in the SWAT like a soldier
Say fuck being the hottest took Ma out that yota
I'm done living modest I pop out it's over
It's over
They left me I still came out loaded
Couldn't count on my hands all the times n***** folded
I count on my plan and I ride with the Motive
Round here ain't no playin with this shit n***** know this
I'm chasin' dead presidents ain't ever voted
That pape bring you relevance fuck gettin promoted
That hate make me better i'm glad you done showed it
Til i'm back in my residence make sho I tote it
Catch who slip? I ain't saw no threat
Fell off quick I ain't fall off yet
Fuck em they leave they gone come back around
What you want lead? or be talk of the town
I don't even need em to give me no crown
They feed into bullshit & praising these clowns
Families I feed know I'm holdin' shit down
N***** ain't me they ain't good as they sound
Yea, MIA shit n****
Been on
Whatever they did we done been on
Ain't just get big I done been on
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Writer(s): Aaron May
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