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up - maez301 lyrics

[verse 1: infinite e]
pyramid, pyramid, pyramid
think it’s illuminati
mama forgive me ’cause i went and got all these tats on my body
smoking exotic, hermes band
smoking my dope in the chopper
rendezvous, rolex watch
jewelry [?]
chopper propellers when i go and hop on that helicopter
cocaine all in the village, she think that i’m tony montana
she bring the money back to me in a designated brief case
scallops, lobster, shrimp
make ’em a stake we gon’ eat steak
bondo, bondo, bondo
landlord know i’m a bandlord
steal from the plug if you want to
you gotta give up your hand for it
african stones on my neck
i’m spitting game and she fell for it
luggage on me, i don’t stumble with it
i’m just tipping the bellboy
there with a model
put that b*tch right on a body of water
do what i taught her
[?] like i’m wearing joggers
the lambo ridiculous
chef in the kitchen with chicken
she fresh out of poon, she tripping
doing the dishes
still got the dough independent
i guess it’s just me and these millions
designing my linen
shopping at rodeo for the ‘fit
put his ass down for the drip
capitalize [?] gon’ make you reminisce
legendary like i’m [?]
but i came through in the flesh
sunset, models in the truck
scenery just make her wanna fall in love
when it’s eye contact
take her soul and her spirit
[?] are forever
in the wind, she can’t hear ya
my clique reside up in dark shadows
make her see alto
angelically running her fingers through the piano
the night is young and the stars are looming
ain’t this life?
crescent move above her head
barefoot while we wonder
dial in the dark with the curve, and it’s stronger
[verse 2: maez301]
up now, up right now
taking it as it is, so are you upside down?
f*ck her insides out
f*ck her outsides in
she came through with a few
‘member when we used to be friends
now i play her like she play me
she drive me crazy
i just copped a new mercedes
who wanna race me?
free my n*ggas in them cages
sh*t’s kinda slavery
f*ckin’ with my fam with paper
where i can take ya?
ballin’ just like i’m a laker out in jamaica
i know it looks like i’m relaxing, don’t meet your maker
you fakers, you n*ggas fakers
ain’t ’bout your paper
you acting, relaxing, i’m ’bout that action
you lacking, the simple fact is you n*ggas’ cappin’
what’s happenin’? my n*ggas tapped in, let’s get it crackin’
what’s popping? [?] i got a problem
with hoe n*ggas, think they know n*ggas
don’t know n*ggas

- maez301 lyrics

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