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Max B

"Wanna Be A G"

[Intro: Max B & Dave East]
Word, this that new sh*t, n*gga
Dave  East, Max Biggavel
f*ck  you n*ggas talkin' 'bout, n*gga?
Ain't ready for this sh*t, n*gga
Y'all n*ggas ain't got this right here
Oh,  oh, Lord
Oh,  oh, oh, oh, Lord
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, Lord
Oh,  oh, oh, oh, oh, Lord
Oh, Lord
Oh, oh, oh, Lord
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, Lord, Lord


[Verse 1: Dave East]
Corner  of his block, that's as far as he could see
Fiends in and out the spot, it been hard to go to sleep (It been hard)
Shorty wanna be a G (Shorty wanna be a G)
Shorty wanna be a G (Uh)
He ain't seen his pops, him and his momma hardly speak
The sh*t that he be goin' through, you'll probably never see (Oh)
Shorty caught up in the streets (Caught up)
Shorty wanna be a G
He built for the hood, when it get dark he still could see
He tatted his homies on him 'cause most of them deceased
Pourin' out liquor for n*ggas he'll never see
f*ck a book, he'll rather catch a jux, he never read
Shorty wanna be a G, he ain't the one you wanna meet
Dolo, he ain't never deep

[Chorus: Dave East]
Shorty wanna be a G (Oh, oh)
Shorty wanna be a G (Oh, oh)
Corner of his block, that's as far as he could see (Oh, oh, oh)
That's as far as he could see (Oh, oh lord)

[Verse 2: Dave East]
Alright
Couple spots he robbed, he ain't never got no job
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Alright
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Alright
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Shorty wanna be a G (Oh lord)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Corner of his block, that's as far as he could see
The man on his block, that's all he wanna be
He came up on some guap and lost it all in a week (Lost)
Just thinkin' 'bout his homies, lost 'em all in the streets (My n*ggas)
Shorty wanna be a G
If it ain't about money, don't wanna talk to you for free
(Where that money at?)
He young but got the heart to be a G
He done put in pain, they know his name all through the streets (They know him)
He'll probably never change, he just wanna be a G
Shorty wanna be a G

[Interlude: Max B]
Yeah
This sh*t smooth right here, East
I'm doin' the unthinkable
This sh*t unprecedented right here
You already know Harlem n*ggas, how we do
Let's go

[Verse 3: Max B]
For the weekend, baby tried to charge me a G
She like the wave, so I got that down to a three
All she gotta do is touch and a n*gga skeet
We rep this Harlem sh*t, me and my n*gga East (East)
Biggaveli you's a beast, alright
Yeah, real n*ggas, real music, real street
Street, feds watching out, I feel heat
n*ggas still cheatin', get a head start
Chip in, get your benefits
n*ggas is ignorant, n*ggas inconsiderate
n*ggas be innocent, but still go to jail
Can't stand the pressure, they f*ck around, they go and tell
But I don't shoot shade
Step back, shoot a fade
Marry the streets young, she toss up the bouquet
Bottle of D'Usse, let's crusade
n*gga be jelly, they hate the Bigga, touché
Time out on the stove, momma out in the cold
Chain 300 thou', ridin' out in a Rolls
Seats all clean, feet all clean
In prison, I pedal smut, beat off king
He off Henny, he off lean
We all stick together, we all team
Oww!
Yeah
Shout out to all my n*ggas
East, what's good?

[Chorus: Dave East]
Shorty wanna be a G
Shorty wanna be a G
Corner of his block, that's just as far as he could see
That's as far as he could see

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