Don’t Take It Personal Max B

[Intro]
Just like y’all niggas mad at the world because I couldn’t get paid (Still in the hood) This my slogan, gotta do what you gotta do

[Chorus]
Don’t take it personal (Don’t take it personal, uh-uh)
We just tryna skeet (We just tryna skeet, I'm)
Easily come, easily go
We just tryna eat
Don’t take it personal (Don’t take it personal)
We just tryna skeet (We just tryna skeet, I'm)
Easily come, easily go (Get out of here)
We just tryna eat

[Verse 1]
Yeah, it’s just music man
Why you envy me? I ain’t stingy B
Is it because of them MP3s
Or I’m six-figure strong without MTV
Or is it because I be doctor Fendi
Or when I start waving the watch, it will get windy
I start raiding the spots, where all of your men be
Might start waving the Glock 'til it get empty
With the type to come and scatter your party
And every other day I used to average a robbery
This is Max, don’t confuse me with Charly
Don’t confuse me with a dude who abuse the authority
I’m hard to be, excuse you, pardon me
I’m the illest nigga arguably, uh
I scar you B
Thought street treats would
Staring you, it was staring me