Maybach
Aye, Yuh, Ooh
Yuh yuh yuh, aye
Yuh yuh
All black in my maybach
Made it back on my way back
G stack on my tray rack
Can’t make shit up like I made that
This that line no sink
Dosie do for 2 in the rink
She suckin good real mink
Ya Skyhook like Kareem
Balling out with no team
You know it’s on me
It’s all me whatcha mean
(Sheesh)
Drugged all up like ketamine
Walter white w that phetamine
Sip a lean I’m a let it dream
And I ooze out the cream yeah I let her scream (Ah)
I’m blessed with the good (Yuh)
Trust me I’m good
She said I’m good (She say I’m good)
I gave her that wood (Ooh)
I’m blessed with the good (aye)
Trust me I’m good (Trust me I’m good)
She said I’m good (yuh)
I gave her that wood (Ooh)
Don’t worry the foreign got stars on the mat
Chop got the bone and I gave him a pat
Love and Respect for my dogs with the bat
They got the motto it’s just in the facts
Coming with power I’m boutta relapse
Bar oversteeped so don’t you collapse
Fled to the dread to hide from the paps
Had nothing then so now there ain’t caps
Nikki in my lungs and she making shit wack
Kicking her outta the house but she back
Problem is all of my boys just see black
Relax at the mall I’m feeling all good
Get me a lighter and roll me a wood
Inhaling fumes like I’m under the hood
Every decision is just if I should
Ain’t no more questions about if I could
I guess they just say that I’m blessed with the good
Yuh aye I’m blessed with the good
Ooh yuh aye
Keep all that
Aye yuh
Rise up
Young M
I’m in the zone while I’m getting this bag
Run up the guys with 2 on the tag
They flexing the flight but we don’t do that
None of that shit cause we 2 and half
This not the men just the god and the staff
Flipping the 40s and preing all that
Then to air and on to the cab
4 hour drive to just to see where I’m at
(Flex)
I’m blessed with the good (Yuh)
Trust me I’m good
She said I’m good (She say I’m good)
I gave her that wood (Ooh)
I’m blessed with the good (aye)
Trust me I’m good (Trust me I’m good)
She said I’m good (yuh)
I gave her that wood (Ooh)
Yeah, Aye, Young M
Skrt, Yuh,
Chop got the bone and I gave him a pat
Love and respect for my dawgs with the bat
Came with the game you came with the paps
It’s all in the facts yuh
I’m boutta relapse I’m boutta relapse yuh
Gang with the fame, gang with the fame
Came with the pain
I got all the image it’s all in my brain