Maxo Kream - WHOLE LOTTA

Ain't talk my shit
I boast and brag 'cause it was not supposed to last
Not even talking 'bout rap
I'm talkin' bullets, Dracos, straps
I got members in the pen' and I got members who went back
To their maker, hope they show that nigga all of my praise

I got members in the pen' and I got members who went back
To their maker, hope they show that nigga all of my praise

Twistin' fingers, livin' gangsta ever since I was a youngin
I shoot first, don't ever shoot back, ain't nobody punkin', punkin'
Dumpin' guts and dumpin' burners, dumpin' bitches by the bundle
Bundle sellin', you could scale it but don't leave it at your front door
I was knuckin', I was buckin', servin' duckin' from the hundos
Bunch of flunkies, servin' junkies, uncle Bo was my first custo'
I turned nothin' into somethin', robbin', juugin', hittin' plays
Now I'm productive, got some money, and a whole lotta hate
But call me Maxo whole lotta, had a whole lotta Bs
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 play, it's a whole lotta me
I seen the ceiling, I seen hell and it ain't have a place for me
Been through the mud a hundred times and still it ain't a stain on me
They talkin' 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
I boast and brag 'cause it was not supposed to last
Not even talking 'bout rap
I'm talkin' bullets, Dracos, straps
I got members in the pen' and I got members who went back
To their maker, hope they show that nigga all of my praise

Written by:
Afolabi Osinulu, Emekwanem Ogugua Biosah, Michael E. Neil, Monte Booker

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave

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