They Don’t Know Max B

[Intro]
Proud of you, boy
See, what they don't know
We family
It's just us, baby

[Pre-Chorus]
Nigga I'm in the zone
Coming home
They don't know

[Chorus]
I spray off whole clips
Play off old shit 'cause they don't know
They was saying I wrote shit
Yeah, I wrote shit
They don't know
They was saying we hopeless
But we focused
'Cause I'm in the zone
Coming home
They don't know

[Verse 1]
Better get the molasses out your ass girl
Her money slowing but we live in a fast world
Bigga getting money, he gotta fast car
I was sellin' dreams to my last girl
Hop in the Double R T, not a scratch
It's the third chauffeur this week
Scoop V.I.P, he on 139th St
Bag of cheese doddles, coconut Italian ices
Lil Kill Bill, pop a chill pill
I can go on the Ave 'til this day and it's still real, but
You barley see me now, I'm too up
Maxi on TV now, black copped two trucks
Shorty was something fine, Rollie another time
Rolled up another piece, snorted another line
Perfume Dior, CHANEL No. 9
Cold as the Artic Blast, temperature hundred five
I can smell a deuce even when I ride
I tell the truth even when I lie
Nigga we the proof even when I die
3 piece Armani suit, that nigga fly