WHOLE LOTTA

[Chorus]

And talk my shit

I boast and brag 'cause it was not supposed to last

Not even talking 'bout rap

I'm talkin' bullets, drugs, and scraps

I got members in the pen and I got members who went back

To their maker, hope they show that nigga all of my prayers

(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)

I got members in the pen and I got members who went back (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)

To their maker, hope they show that nigga all of my prayers

[Verse]

Twistin' fingers, livin' gangsta every since I was a youngin

I shoot first, don't never shoot back, ain't nobody punkin' Punken

Dumpin' guts and dumpin' burners, dumpin' bitches by the bundle

Bundle sellin', you could scalе it but don't leave it at your front door

I was knuckin', I was buckin', servin' duckin' from thе hundos

Bunch of flunkies servin' junkies, uncle Bo was my first custo'

I turned nothin' into somethin', robbin', juggin', hittin' plays

Now I'm productive, got some money and a whole lotta hate

But call me Maxo whole lotta, had a whole lotta B's

Seen a whole lotta streets, fucked a whole lotta freaks

Took a whole lot for granted, had a whole lotta heat

And my story ain't the best but it's a whole lotta me

I seen a cell and I seen hell and it ain't have a place for me (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)

Been through the mud a hundred times and still it ain't a stain on me

They talkin' down when I was down but I'm back up like balconies

So I'ma show my naked ass, still got more class than faculties

[Chorus]

And talk my shit (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)

I boast and brag 'cause it was not supposed to last

Not even talking 'bout rap

I'm talkin' bullets, drugs, and scraps

I got members in the pen and I got members who went back

To their maker, hope they show that nigga all of my prayers

[Outro]

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh