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Maxo Kream

WHOLE LOTTA

 

WHOLE LOTTA

(albüm: WEIGHT OF THE WORLD - 2021)


And talk my shit
I boast and brag 'cause it was not supposed to last
Not even talking 'bout rap
I'm talking bullets, drugs, and scraps
I got members in the pen and I got members who went back
To their maker, hope they show that nigga all of my prayers
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
I got members in the pen and I got members who went back (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
To their maker, hope they show that nigga all of my prayers

Twisting fingers, living gangsta ever since I was a youngin
I shoot first, don't never shoot back, ain't nobody punking Punken
Dumping guts and dumping burners, dumping bitches by the bundle
Bundle selling, you could scale it but don't leave it at your front door
I was knucking, I was bucking, serving ducking from the hundos
Bunch of flunkies serving junkies, uncle Bo was my first custo'
I turned nothing into something, robbing, jugging, hitting plays
Now I'm productive, got some money and a whole lotta hate
But call me Maxo whole lotta, had a whole lotta B's
Seen a whole lotta streets, fucked a whole lotta freaks
Took a whole lot for granted, had a whole lotta heat
And my story ain't the best but it's a whole lotta me
I seen a cell and I seen hell and it ain't have a place for me (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
Been through the mud a hundred times and still it ain't a stain on me
They talking down when I was down but I'm back up like balconies
So I'ma show my naked ass, still got more class than faculties

And talk my shit (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
I boast and brag 'cause it was not supposed to last
Not even talking 'bout rap
I'm talking bullets, drugs, and scraps
I got members in the pen and I got members who went back
To their maker, hope they show that nigga all of my prayers

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

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