Still

(album: Brandon Banks - 2019)

This a warning to all you haters out there
All those people that hate Maxo, man
You are like shit, blood is thicker than water
All these five fingers are not equal
This what they call Karma
What goes around, comes around
In this case, for Maxo
CHASETHEMONEY, CHASETHEMONEY
You gonna keep balling

Double-decker doors and sold out shows (Uh huh)
Still busting down 'bows and bustdown hoes (Hoes)
Still setting up traps and lending out packs (What)
Still hearing choppers, MACs, and .45 gats (Grr, du-du)
Getting paid off raps but still tote straps (Trap)
But I'll still rob the plug, he better not tax (Gimme that)
Remember hand-me-down clothes, I ain't had shit (Maxo)
And I'm fucking up racks, hit up Saks Fifth (Maxo, Maxo)
Still toting Glocks, still TECs, necks, hand chops (Uh)
Still fuck the opps, still 10110 Murder Blocc (For real)
Still dodging cops, still serving out the trap spot (Yew)
You can still shop, still molly, pot, crack rock (Ya dig)
Momma told me, "Chill" 'cause I'm fighting all these felonies (Momma, what)
Still making deals, vacuum seals, what you telling me? (Hahaha)
Brand new crib in the Hills like Beverly
Still gangbang, I been Cripping like the elderlies (For real)
Still hit a stain, take a chain, ain't no changing me (Uh)
Maxo C, still the flyest Crip you ever seen (What)
Fredo ain't dead, cuz still living through me (Yeah)
Still sipping lean, take a bean with the codeine (Squad)
Still take you down for the pounds, what it hit for? (Gimme that, gimme that)
Still move them bales, I be posted at the Citgo (Yeah)
Same clientele, more Js than a shoe store (Uh huh)
Hand-to-hand sales, passing dimes like a Juco (Maxo)
Still selling you know what to you know who (To who?)
Law still on my ass, gotta watch my moves (Fuck 12)
I still sell a four like two times two (Uh huh)
Hit the pint two times and he still ain't moved (Bankroll)
Still free Lil' Jordan, still free Ike too (Bring it home)
Bro still doing time, but he almost through
Still slide where Kream at, money mad, money do (Kream Clicc Gang)
Yeah, we still fighting RICO, man, this shit ain't through (Gang, gang, gang)
Still Trigger Maxo, uh huh, motherfucker
Still riding through spraying, just slaying muhfucka (Uh huh)
Still don't like niggas, three Ks, Uncle Ruckus (Uh huh)
Put your homie in the ground and you still ain't touch us (Bow)
Still Forum Park back to Spice Lane, motherfucker (For real)
I ain't gotta shoot the steel, still whoop a motherfucker (Whoop your ass, lil' ho)
Yeah, a nigga still (Yeah, ho)
Still got a chopper too big to conceal (Hey, hey)
Still making deals, just signed me a deal (Trap, trap)
Signed to RCA, 1.5 mil (Rich)
Still selling dope, label like I need to chill (Uh huh)
Still repping 10110 Murder Blocc still (Uh)
Bitch call me Maxo, took it, that's still (Yeah, ho)
Come around the Hill, you get jacked like Jill (Gimme that)
Still stretch a pint, hit it with that Nyquil (Finesse)
Ate a gram of molly, still not high still (Uh huh)
Up for three days, doctor said I need a chill pill (What)
Pop another Percocet, that's a chill pill (Uh)

I don't know, man, I'm still, man
I'm still in here freestyling
I'm still fucked up off the Adderall, you know, man
I'm still fucking hoes, man, still rocking shows, man
Y'all know what the fuck going down, man
Maxo motherfucking C
I'm still here, I ain't going nowhere
My father was winning
And I'm winning
And now you, Maxo, you're winning still