| Yeah
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| Max
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| Trust me
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| Born on your own
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| Die on your own
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| Yeah
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| Born on your own, die on your own (bow!)
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| You will see Max poppin' out like cleavage
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| Before you ring off the bells best grease it (why)
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| There’s a lot goin' on this evenin'
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| I’m in the ends with the wolves dem schemin'
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| Dark whips where my bros get lean in
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| You wanna beef but beef is serious
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| Are you serious, likkle vegan
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| Kevin Keegan (you)
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| And your girlfriend’s clapped you’re reaching (mad)
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| You best mind how you speaking if I exit that’s bossman leaving
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| I make money off of green and raps give me p’s and that (give me money)
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| Mash work on gyal no teet' and that straight skeet on that like
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| Born on your own, die on your own (bow!)
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| Kitties dem cat deh pon di ringtone (Max)
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| Yeah I got my money up that’s grown (yeah yeah)
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| Big Max no love gets shown
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| Born on your own, die on your own (yeah)
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| Kitties dem cat deh pon di ringtone (trust)
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| Yeah I got my money up that’s grown (trust)
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| Big Max no love gets shown
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| Born on your own, die on your own
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| I spend my mornings unsubscribing and lettin' insects out of my home
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| Kiss the wife before I check my phone
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| Happy now, all of the mandem eatin'
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| You man still living off deetsing
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| Said you wanna meet up that’s serious
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| Are you serious?
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| It’s not a meat ting
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| That’s dead, die on your own
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| Get murked from bird’s eye with a drone
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| No switchin', lower your tone
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| No pictures, lower your phone
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| Before I make an impact start smashing up the place fam, in fact
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| If you wanna leave with all your shit intact
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| You should probably hear what I spit with Max
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| And know you’re born on your own
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| Born on your own, die on your own (bow!)
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| Kitties dem cat deh pon di ringtone (Max)
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| Yeah I got my money up that’s grown (yeah yeah)
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| Big Max no love gets shown
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| Born on your own, die on your own (yeah)
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| Kitties dem cat deh pon di ringtone (trust)
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| Yeah I got my money up that’s grown (trust)
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| Big Max no love gets shown
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| No love gets shown
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| Ten seconds with a cat if I chat on the phone
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| «Wah gwan Max lemmie chat to you», no
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| I gotta link Emily and Nicole and Emma Watson
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| Gotta give your heart for the narn, I get it often
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| Max been shellin' on them
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| Manna got stylee brand new creppers and ten
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| Got trees like Christmas
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| Gotta sell it on ends
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| Do I wanna be gangsta
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| On a late night while I run up on things while I’m wavin'
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| Gyal and the bruddas locked in can’t lack 'cuz
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| Nunez (?) where something got chinged
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| Think you’re safe witcha mates
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| Chance is slim, catch man on the road and bark that ting like
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| Born on your own, die on your own (bow!)
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| Kitties dem cat deh pon di ringtone (Max)
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| Yeah I got my money up that’s grown (yeah yeah)
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| Big Max no love gets shown
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| Born on your own, die on your own (yeah)
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| Kitties dem cat deh pon di ringtone (trust)
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| Yeah I got my money up that’s grown (trust)
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| Big Max no love gets shown |