Bglizzy - Max Pain Lyrics

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BGlizzy getting busy man
2414 you don't know what it mean

Ima let it blow I put a beam on the Glock
This the life I chose I'm with my team on the block
Calling up my bro I'm tryna run down on an opp
Catch him out the store when he leaving out the shop
Ima let it blow I put a beam on the Glock
This the life I chose I'm with my team on the block
Calling up my bro I'm tryna run down on an opp
Catch him out the store when he leaving out the shop

Man I run up on you niggas don't care what the time of day is
Drew and I hop out mask on we get to spraying
2414 you know we causing mayhem
Ran off on the plug today and I ain't even pay him
Duct tape rope put his ass on the floor
He slang dope ima need that pack fasho
Big Glock to his dome he move let it blow
3-time felon hang with killers that's fasho
She got double-digit bodies I can't f*ck I'm being honest
Swore she'll never leave and then she did so f*ck your promise
Keep my circle small too many snakes in the garden
AR-15 fiber barrel with the carbon
Shit was getting real we did them drills and never spoke
Stomping niggas out and up the fye if he want smoke
Boy he ain't gang false claiming gotta go
Big reticle on your brain in my scope

Ima let it blow I put a beam on the Glock
This the life I chose I'm with my team on the block
Calling up my bro I'm tryna run down on an opp
Catch him out the store when he leaving out the shop
Ima let it blow I put a beam on the Glock
This the life I chose I'm with my team on the block
Calling up my bro I'm tryna run down on an opp
Catch him out the store when he leaving out the shop

All the smoke we handled under pressure never folded
Gang unit lurking out my crib and I ain't notice
Interrogating me almost beat me on some hoe shit
Asked me bout a murder and I told them ion know shit
Bitches on my dick ion even know their name
I'm just tryna hit and then I pass em to the gang
I was in that cell until I hopped out I ain't change
Tried to run and fell I got locked back up in em chains
Peeped these niggas colors snaked me f*ck it get from near me
Can't trust a soul I should've known I see it clearly
Been shot at with my dawg we could've died nigga nearly
Bitch we bussing back your family finna miss you dearly
Yeah you might be judging give a f*ck if y'all don't fear me
Come and run up on me bet this Glock gon make you feel me
Dump the 50 clip hollows ripping through your vest
556 bullets going through your chest
Hopped up off that porch I grabbed a Glock let it bang
Learned to hustle early grabbed my nuts and let em hang
Say you shooting you got bad aim
I'm shooting shit like Max Payne
Speeding in the fast lane
Hellcat it's too fast mane
Charging to deliver ima give your ass a tax rate
Skipping court I got a warrant ain't show up to my last date
Tryna chase a bag I'm running to it at a fast pace
Money what I speak it ain't bout that you need to translate

Gang