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Max B

Didn't Mean To Kill A Man

 

Didn't Mean To Kill A Man

(album: Charly - 2020)


This life I live is pricey man
Momma ain't give me dollars for the icy man
She'd rather go see the dealer man
How these niggas from New York becoming Steeler fans
For my family I will peel a man
I be tryna keep my cool just like a ceiling fan
Wouldn't been here had they did the plan
I didn't mean to kill a man

We riot 'for we starve
The fridge is empty
Poppa was fired from his job
Now he drinking and sniffing coke
Beating on Momma
I go crawl in dresser
Was too small to protect her
Even then it was justified
I was left to die
Poison a rodent's cheese
Spray em with pesticide
Niggas be steady scheming but they won't catch me slipping
If you push me I'll get cha
Smell of pussy liquor
Baby all on my ass now I'm all out of excuses
I done told so many lies "I don't know what to do"
See I know what cho do
Motherfucker you ain't shit
Think I'm a let you run up in me with the same dick
Pose to doing better
Rehabilitated, blessed em with Don Snow the Spirituals niggas hated
Them bitches shady
Drunk off the liquor faded
Million in cash in the Louis duffle of my Mercedes

This life I live is pricey man
Momma ain't give me dollars for the icy man
She'd rather go see the dealer man
How these niggas from New York becoming Steeler fans
For my family I will peel a man
I be tryna keep my cool just like a ceiling fan
Wouldn't been here had they did the plan
I didn't mean to kill a man

Didn't mean to do it
If it was up to me
Ma want me in the house
Can't have company
Can't go back to school
I ain't got the clothes
Niggas was hiding something
Niggas done got exposed
Watch what you saying to em
Niggas got the phones
Been through the struggle with you
Bigga you not alone
Been through the gutters with you
Nigga you got the chrome
Next is the Color Purple
Bigga you got them songs
Guess if they come and get you
Best to be prepared
Saved by the Son of God
Jesus with kinky hair
Bedded my prostitutes
Fell in love with strippers
Know what the fuck to tip em
Dick ain't never tender
Bigga ain't never been the
One you meant to cross
Spreaded myself indeed
Thinner then dental floss
Come with a thousand niggas
Only ten will cross
This is mans work
Next time send a boss

This life I live is pricey man
Momma ain't give me dollars for the icy man
She'd rather go see the dealer man
How these niggas from New York becoming Steeler fans
For my family I will peel a man
I be tryna keep my cool just like a ceiling fan
Wouldn't been here had they did the plan
I didn't mean to kill a man

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