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max payne - reg mason lyrics

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hook
i love the wealth, kim k
da glock on da shelf
bruce wayne

we choking you out, ving rhames

i hate myself, max payne
x4

verse
yo whats its bout

chow*yun fat, n*gga
we taking you out

i do not rock w the snouts
i was born to ball, baby
i’m up on my count

i’m up on my count

i don’t tweet you
i do it in style

shoot a free throw
never shaq. (sheck)
call da uber down
now she up on my belt

bussin @ deez n*ggas
like
i hate myself, max payne

i came to burn down ya house, black paynes

got a white chick, when we link its so strange

i put a head thru the wall, kool aid

i got a gunner. he shoot, stahl, mayne

i got a gunner. he shoot, stahl, mayne

k!ller so dirty, they wrinkle balmain

lil shorty do not ball up da balmain

hook
i love the wealth, kim k
da glock on da shelf
bruce wayne

we choking you out, ving rhames

i hate myself, max payne
x4

post hook
i love da wealth
i hate myself
i love da wealth
i hate myself

(im tryna get in dat digital wealth)

i love da wealth
i hate myself

n*ggas be talking aint doing
enough

they took my cousin right up from the block

beat on dat ass, j*lo enough
i gotta switch up my style hol up

v2
hi

big dog
big dog reg

aint miss one step yet

birds fly
betta duck
yeah

v*w*o my set!

my bih look like maddie
her pockets on london

uh, alex russo on da side
pull up in a two door, now we at the function, uh

like yeah yeah a n*gga fly..

uh yeah yeah birds fly

think i’m cody banks
with a dirty face
ain’t no dirty case yeah

i don’t need a mask
put it in ya face
like ya annie mae yuh

im sayin
i’m tall as h*ll
i could sneak a k

all my bois strapped
we lookin like a band

i cudda had dem cuffs up on my hands..

i got that guala
i dont want a bag

i get her off
den i get a bag

me and the money always playing tag

she fw a n*gga cuz a n*gga stamped

think you could take a n*gga
no you cant

baby, i been raw
always am

both of my parents
from the gutter man

yall dont be hearing me so
once again
think you could take a n*gga
no you can’t
cant cant cant

dont care what u packin
all my shooters pan

my circle family
f*ck a friend
it could get bl**dy…
like a tamp

i got my cheese, in da safe
i spilt my milk in da bed

i’m buggin out dawg everywhere
befo dey put my ass in the slam

run it up, run it up run it up
run it up
cuz i bring my problems wimme everywhere

back in the day
i had a birdy chest

i got my mama
like im muscle man

big dog
big dog

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