Guns And Roses - Maxsta, inch

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We don’t behave like sons and daughters

Now I got green, that orchard

Can’t talk to my ex, that’s awkward

Tryna run up in a raid, get a forward

I was in the flats tryna stack for a mortgage

Out of me or you who forced it

And your ting’s dead, lookin all corpses

MC’s rapping up garbage

I don’t wanna hear that talkin

I been tryna push things forward

Gal’ll run a man down till I’m all in (Hello)

You’re on the road with no cash

I been doing all of this saucin

When my brother died I said fuck the law

I got weed, coke, and more in

Yatties badder than before

Man pick and choose in the club

Niggas hatin in the ends (it's whatever)

Snakes soon catch a slug

I don’t wanna dap you up (nuh)

Wanna see these numbers adding up (oh yeah)

Wanna see lil baby back it up (oh yeah)

Hitters in the cut I’m savaged up

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We don’t behave like sons and daughters

Now I got green, that orchard

Can’t talk to my ex, that’s awkward

Tryna run up in a raid, get a forward

I was in the flats tryna stack for a mortgage

Out of me or you who forced it

And your ting’s dead, lookin all corpses

Where was you

When we was corner

I am the warlord father

Em try this but they can’t come 'arder

Gally want me, gally want wawa

I like my gyaldem thick not Morgan

My ex done me dirty

But I believe in karma

Well out to order

Old school like come round the corner

From young had a vision as a baller

Me or him gyal what would you rather

I ain’t built like them

I ain’t gettin killed like them

Some funny man friend

Always force friends on weekends

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We don’t behave like sons and daughters

Now I got green, that orchard

Can’t talk to my ex, that’s awkward

Tryna run up in a raid, get a forward

I was in the flats tryna stack for a mortgage

Out of me or you who forced it

And your ting’s dead, lookin all corpses

Under pressure I see man fold

I know everything that glitters ain’t gold

After I weigh up the cons and pros

You ain’t got on my heart so cold

but we sheddin them tears

Same night I stepped out moncler

Mum thought I never cared

I was feeling like Mitch need love in the ends

Got yatties on Max

What is it the car or the clothes that I wear

Cause back in the day she was giving man air

But I got a high off my bredrens

She just want the money or credit

I just wanna fly to beach and venice

Man are just chasing anything

Using each other and you still don’t get it

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We don’t behave like sons and daughters

Now I got green, that orchard

Can’t talk to my ex, that’s awkward

Tryna run up in a raid, get a forward

I was in the flats tryna stack for a mortgage

Out of me or you who forced it

And your ting’s dead, lookin all corpses