[Intro: Max B]
Summertime shit here man
Let's do it, uh
[Chorus: Max B]
I was doing crime, barely getting by
And a nigga was always stressing
We was doing time, mama getting high
A nigga life was so depressing (So depressing)
Now when you leave, we rolling overseas
And I hope these trees don't get us arrested
We getting right, living out our life
And the music getting so refreshing
[Verse 1: Max B]
I keep the millionaires feasting
And the engineers beasting
Like Biggavel, where the fuck you been?
I can serenade in streets in my plush new Benz (Come on)
Spreads your walls out let me come through them
Mama, the boy don't go cause he's thirty
He look about 21 but he at least thirty
Anything I want I can get when I need it
Chickens love slurping on my dick come and beat it
Left home without that toasty
Almost caught a slug
Go get your camera come record a thug
Moms came to cop and I sold her drugs
Coke in a cookie jar, fizzle up, something like soda does
Picture rap game without Biggavel
You fucks couldn't make it
You hot bitch, come to get naked
Lookin' like you spent a couple a bucks for his bracelet
Sizzurp in the Grand cru straight, never chase it
[Chorus: Max B]
I was doing crime, barely getting by
And a nigga was always stressing
We was doing time, mama getting high
A nigga life was so depressing (So depressing)
Now when you leave, we rolling overseas
And I hope these trees don't get us arrested
We getting right, living out our life
And the music getting so refreshing
[Verse 2: Mel Matrix]
I came along way from posting in hallways (Getting money)
Niggas smoking purple while they pushing that raw yay (Pushing packs, nigga)
Mommy beefing about my cutting cards
While I'm at my man crib steady cutting up the hard (I was foolish)
The D's already know my face
Cause since young comrade I been caught my case (Been caught my shit)
Back and forth to family court
And in that same court is where my family fought (Mommy I'm sorry)
Mommy screaming don't snatch my son away
But I'm thinking to myself they tryn' snatch my guns away (I was hard with it)
Now I'm off to juvie hall
But I'm built for this shit so a nigga having a ball (East side)
I got potential in this motherfucker
Eat a nigga food and wreck his dentals in this motherfucker (Put it in, nigga)
A nigga known for doing what he do
So when he mention my name
Niggas ain't have to say who (Mel Murda)
[Chorus: Max B]
I was doing crime, barely getting by
And a nigga was always stressing
We was doing time, mama getting high
A nigga life was so depressing (So depressing)
Now when you leave, we rolling overseas
And I hope these trees don't get us arrested
We getting right, living out our life
And the music getting so refreshing
[Verse 3: Stack Bundles]
Come on
I ain't shit
But mama first one
Poppa worst one
Had to walk the straight line
Tryna go to work from
Had a little 9 to 5
But that shit ain't work long (Nah)
Needed a shortcut, had to get my money longer
Hustler was born, Rayquon was his first name (For real)
Always out of stock whenever that first came (Then what?)
Then the third came (Then what?)
Then them birds came (Damn)
Pop my cherry no longer a virg-in (Hah)
Wanted to be like pops with none of his faults (Nah)
Go as hard he did and never get caught (Haaaan)
I was successful, ask about 'em (Yes sir)
Far Rock niggas couldn't fill them apple bags without him (Nah)
Never sold a rock in my life with these hands (Not at all)
See his track records if they pull up their sleeves fam (See)
The name Bundles
And not by coincidence (Nah)
I had the trap for the scraps I'm getting in (chee)
[Chorus: Max B]
I was doing crime, barely getting by
And a nigga was always stressing
We was doing time, mama getting high
A nigga life was so depressing (So depressing)
Now when you leave, we rolling overseas
And I hope these trees don't get us arrested
We getting right, living out our life
And the music getting so refreshing
