Maine (rap)

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LYRIC

[Intro]
I asked my nigga zoe what he think about this one
I ain't even Haitian tho I'm a dread

[Verse 1]
We ain't never been friends
We was never related
Boy stop calling me kid
You not even a Haitian
I be with them real niggas man you already know
Who the fuck this nigga is, I ain't seen him before
I be posted on the block, pack strapped on my gut
Spliffs bigger than a bitch smoke it down to the butt
All these niggas in my hood smoking flock, man fuck
Nigga get your ass from round here I ain't serving you up
Everyday bodies dropping when you turn on the news
Hardest thing is to survive you can't win nor lose
Thats why I'm hungry all the time like I ain't already ate
You ain't never had to struggle you can never relate
I'm in the fast lane speeding, I ain't sleep in 3 days
If he don't grind he ain't getting no pay
If you don't mind get the fuck out my way
These niggas ain't real, these niggas ain't your homies
[Hook]
Had to slow it down before you go catch a case
Cause when a nigga crosses it's like a slap in the face
That's why I do my thing I'm moving at my own pace
That's why I roll this joint and smoke this purp to the face
Cause niggas want money and they claim they own debt
But when it come down he ain't getting no check
Who the fuck you is, I ain't see you before
If you ain't in my circle i suggest you better go

[Verse 2]
When I wan't to smoke I go grab a dutchy pack
Break it down the middle then I fill it up with thrax
Good green ganja like I got it from the pharma'
Presidential blunts like I'm chilling with Obama
Come and turn up with a boss baby tell me what you drank
If I ain't on the brown I'm probably on the Easter pink
Rummy or the Henny I ain't fucking with the gin
And I don't like chasers i just take it to the chin
Real pimp shit and she know I do my thing
Yeah I got a lot of hoes but this one here just gives me brain
I was riding in that Caddy but I really want that Range
But until then guess I gotta grind and not complain

[Hook]
Had to slow it down before you go catch a case
Cause when a nigga crosses it's like a slap in the face
That's why I do my thing I'm moving at my own pace
That's why I roll this joint and smoke this purp to the face
Cause niggas want money and they claim they own debt
But when it come down he ain't getting no check
Who the fuck you is, I ain't see you before
If you ain't in my circle i suggest you better go

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