Max Payne lyrics

[Intro]
Twizz, you killed it
2pro made this sh*t

[Verse]
Just hit a bank play while recording
I think I want to get some steak or something, I'm finna go to Morton's
My auntie f*cked me up, I walked in the house and she was snorting
Saw a bad b*tch at the gas station told her, "baby, you gorgeous"
I got some die-hard ass fans, your fans not important
They'd jump off a building 'cause Kasher said, "do it"
How the f*ck you saying my music ass? I make good music
But my sh*t ain't for hoes to twerk to
Or for n*ggas in the hood to hit they cells and serve to
I got a more of a kid fanbase, a few hoes too
'Cause they just wanna scam a n*gga
If a n*gga say he don't like me, I done scammed the n*gga
10k couldn't fit in my Amiri's, I crammed them b*tches
All the hoes that you cuffed up, we ran them b*tches
We had them hoes running track meets
He paid half-off for the feature, gave him a whack beat
And he can't f*ck no hoes, he got a jack meat
And I keep a pistol on me, you can't jack me
I'd catch a body in this b*tch if you slap me
I'm riding hot as hell right now so I'm in a taxi
With a K in the backseat
When I was a young n*gga, my favorite game was Max P
Spent all day playing Max Payne
I will never pillow talk to a b*tch because that's lame
I think he doing that sh*t for some fame
I wish I could go back to being broke 'cause this sh*t not the same
'Cause everybody just want everything
You don't gotta do what dog doing, stay in your lane
The sh*t that I'm smoking on is gas, this sh*t propane
The police get you in a room, don't say no names
You better not say a damn thing
This b*tch all on my di*k, she got a damn man
I almost shot the n*gga head off, it's just a damn fan
I told his ass, "you better chill out with all that damn playing"
'Cause n*ggas ain't playing no more
You made a little yeah off EDD, you ain't a fan no more?
I bet you still a fan for sure
I told my b*tch, "you look darker, you got a tan for sure"