Maybach Tears Lyrics

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Two funerals back to back, couldn't even go to one

Two uncles, ten years, my grandmother's sons

I'm just tryna prepare my mind, it's gon' be another month

You ain't even had to lie if you was still smokin' runtz

I do a lot to pass the time, but I don't roll no blunts

I told my mama, please don't worry about what I had for lunch

When you goin' through it, you don't never hear from such-and-such

When you down bad, you don't never hear from your best friend

I got some day ones tied in livin' in the West end

I don't wanna get married, cause I don't know who's gon' be my best man

Fake niggas up three, but now it's ten to ten

And you ain't even my real dog if you still call me Ben, my OG really goin' through it, he was sleepin' in a tent

Long live Danny boy, he died off doin' fent

Despite my struggles, I'm still balling hard like Shawn Kemp

But I can't let no nigga take my life Everybody dying on you it's gon' be alright

Snakes all in the grass, but nigga, they don't bite G moms always told me, never tell no lies

G moms always told me, never lose your pride

Goin' through a long day, I'm letting out that sigh

Eviction notice at my door, they was always setting up that sign

Niggas think this shit a sad song, but it's just a lullaby

I ain't tryna wake up young bull So if you sleepin', please don't wake up till the morning, just stay comfortable

Nigga, please don't fumble

I had a bad bitch and I lost that girl, that shit just made me crumble

My city is a jungle

And mama always try to call me B like I'm a bumble

Baby, I don't love you,

I can't fall in love, cause I already know what love do

Two funerals back to back, couldn't even go to one

Two uncles, ten years, my grandmother's sons

I'm just tryna prepare my mind, it's gon' be another month

You ain't even had to lie if you was still smokin' runtz

I do a lot to pass the time, but I don't roll no blunts

I told my mama, please don't worry about what I had for lunch

When you goin' through it, you don't never hear from such-and-such

When you down bad, you don't never hear from your best friend

I got some day ones tied in livin' in the West end

I don't wanna get married, cause I don't know who's gon' be my best man

Fake niggas up three, but now it's ten to ten

And you ain't even my real dog if you still call me Ben, my OG really goin' through it, he was sleepin' in a tent

Long live Danny boy, he died off doin' fent

Despite my struggles, I'm still balling hard like Shawn Kemp