Max Payne

I am the way
Mortal equivalent
Not in the grave
I am the way
Mortal equivalent
Not in the grave
Knowing my name
If you know poppa
That will never change
I am the way
Mortally equivalent
Not in the grave

Yeah, rover it got range
Pull up on your block and
Turn it to a shooting range
If you throwin' all the shots
We gon' exchange
Bring the pain
Bitch, don't scratch the paint
I keep 40s in the back
Like I'm a killer Max Payne

Hey, bitch, nock nock
Hollow tips and choppers
Poppa panty dropper
Your girl gave the best head
She is a sloppy topper
Yeah, Baddy gave me throat
And now she's speaking proper
I'm not a cop
She goin' fast and I can't even stop her

Ooh, cold climate
Over in the city
Killers with me, gotta time it
Ferrari in a party
Never tardy on assignment
Had some blood up on my rims
I guess it's perfect time to prime it

Paving a way, stay true in faith
God help my sins cause
I'm about to catch this case
Gun get to poppin' when I fire like it's Mace
Cause he see my face
Oh shit got no time to waste, like

Rover it got range
Pull up on your block and
Turn it to a shooting range
If you throwin' all the shots
We gon' exchange
Bring the pain
Bitch, don't scratch the paint
I keep 40s in the back
Like I'm a killer Max Payne

Hey, bitch, nock nock
Hollow tips and choppers
Poppa panty dropper
Your girl gave the best head
She is a sloppy topper
Yeah, Baddy gave me throat
And now she's speaking proper
I'm not a cop
She goin' fast and I can't even stop her

Lead by the level
I spoke to the devil
I just need to settle my dues
How you gon' leave
And then see what I see
And try to achieve my mental
I spoke in the temple, I
Leave with no rental
I bought her some tits
And then gave her some dental
I don't leave a trace
I don't need a stencil
She told me be nice
So I gotta be gentle

Paving a way, stay true in faith
God help my sins cause
I'm about to catch this case
Gun get to poppin' when I fire like it's Mace
Cause he see my face
Oh shit got no time to waste, like

Rover it got range
Pull up on your block and
Turn it to a shooting range
If you throwin' all the shots
We gon' exchange
Bring the pain
Bitch, don't scratch the paint
I keep 40s in the back
Like I'm a killer Max Payne

Rover it got range
Pull up on your block and
Turn it to a shooting range
If you throwin' all the shots
We gon' exchange
Bring the pain
Bitch, don't scratch the paint
I keep 40s in the back
Like I'm a killer Max Payne



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Writer(s): Jadon Miguel Vega-teneyuque
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