Maniac

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Better watch your back, I'm a maniac
 Better watch your back, I'm a maniac
 'Bout to make a million for all my children (All my children, oh yeah)
 'Bout to make a million for all my, all my
 Better watch your back, I'm a maniac
 Better watch your back, I'm a maniac
 'Bout to make a million for all my children (All my children, oh yeah)
 'Bout to make a million for all my, all my
 Let a nigga move one time in his prime
 Creep on the beat, when I ride, we gon' slide
 Got the whole DMV on my side
 Treated with bitches who slide on my line
 The way that the man whole team like a band, OG
 With a peng tryna smash the band
 I can escape and break, the glass, the Hen
 Y'all niggas goin' ghost, the Pac, the Man
 Shootin' at ya, clickity-clack, the fact is
 Word around is, it don't matter
 That your favorite rapper head on a silver platter
 My goons will catch ya, don't ask no questions
 When we in the zone, it's pure reaction
 Shawty hella thick and got an accent
 Might have to whip, and whip and gas it
 No time for it, so I lean
 I get lean (Lean, lean, lean)
 Triple beam scheme with the blacked-out seats, with a top-top freak
 I get cheese (Cheese, cheese, cheese)
 Cheddar, fettuccine, jig is up, you ain't ever seen
 I get windows tinted, candy painted, engine revvin', gone
 Lil' Flip, I keep it pimpin'
 I keep quite a distance from niggas, so stay on the jump
 Better watch your back, I'm a maniac
 Better watch your back, I'm a maniac
 'Bout to make a million for all my children (All my children, oh yeah)
 'Bout to make a million for all my, all my
 Better watch your back, I'm a maniac
 Better watch your back, I'm a maniac
 'Bout to make a million for all my children (All my children, oh yeah)
 'Bout to make a million for all my, all my
 Let a nigga move two times in this bitch
 I don't miss, with the hits, kinda opposite
 With the shits, my style's so effortless
 I cream too hard, might just take ya bitch
 I shine too hard, I even shine in the dark
 No shots on D, and my god, whole team win it all
 I don't wanna fuck when I ball
 I don't even splurge at the mall
 Sold weed, sold pills, sold D, sold this, sold that
 Look, I don't wanna talk about it all
 Seen fiends, seen death, seen shots, seen this, seen that
 Look, I don't wanna talk about it all
 I miss Mac, 'cause he a maniac
 And I'm a maniac, and an insomniac
 And they shoot the choppa, I just take the choppa now
 And if I have to, I will take this chopper down
 Better watch your back, I'm a maniac
 Better watch your back, I'm a maniac
 'Bout to make a million for all my children (All my children, oh yeah)
 'Bout to make a million for all my, all my
 I'm finna make a hunnid billion racks
 For my children, finna max out, yeah
 And that's facts, yeah
 I'm finna cop a hunnid million packs
 Of that water wave, wet and wild
 All down my back, yeah
 

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Duration
03:09
Key
1
Tempo
133 BPM

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