Max Panye Lyrics

Daily, I still get paid

Rockstar hood, nigga ways

Am outside fully clip on my waist

Binary, my finger it spray

My world, so I live it my way

My pockets, they swollen, they weigh

If you broke, gotta stay out my way

Smokin' on Za every day

420 that shit every day

Got a bad foreign hoe in L.A

Put this dick on her lips and her face

Freaky shit, I'm in love with her way

She a savage, she load up my K

Yes, I carry two guns like I'm Max Payne

Hood, Rockstar one of one, they know it's me

Rasta, Rockstar Popstar, bullets, stay on me

If they some cappers, then they can't come round me

If they my opps, at the end, they all deceased

Gang get away with murders bodies, I ain't lyin

You ain't shot a fuckin' gun, yet, you should try

Vintage guns, vintage money, I ain't bias

Get them scripts, we hit the road at night, we flyin

If its smoke with me or gang, they really dying

I'm gon' get straight to the top without tryin

Straight to the top, for real, for real, for real, for real

Straight to the top, for real, for real, for real, for real

Straight to the top, for real, for real, for real, for real

Straight to the top, for real, for real, for real, for real

Daily, I still get paid

Rockstar hood, nigga ways

Am outside fully clip on my waist

Binary, my finger it spray

My world, so I live it my way

My pockets, they swollen, they weigh

If you broke, gotta stay out my way

Smokin' on Za every day

420 that shit every day

Got a bad foreign hoe in L.A

Put this dick on her lips and her face

Freaky shit, I'm in love with her way

She a savage, she load up my K

Yes, I carry two guns like I'm Max Payne