4 Quarters - MaxThaDemon

4 Quarters

MaxThaDemon

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Lyric

(Ace Bankz on the track)

Killers and demons we posted up hoodied up, so I know feds tryna get to us

All of these drugs we gon' stand over bodies so he's never living or getting up

Fuck you got weapons for?

I got a chop that's gon lean to me, stumble and fall over

I'm on the court no assist so I move like I'm Kobe

I'm ballin' through four quarters

Or maybe I move like I'm Jordan if you on

The court you get one like it's four quarters

If you owe me money then you owe your life

Picture frame have him livin' in four borders

On the news leave his face on the TV

If you want smoke jump outside and come see me

I'm on my point like I'm CP

Talkin' bout scorin' you scorin' the D-League

That is not nothin' to brag about, cause I'm scorin' on big homies

Always talk on your lives when you

Posted with gang, so I walk with my stick on me

30 Opps 60 shots do the math everyone

Catchin' two, if I miss bring the whole army

All these shots be headshots like I'm playin' Black Ops

Chop his face have him look like a dead zombie

Have him look like a dead zombie

Have his brain on the ground, there's no fiction, it's dead body

If he runnin' we dead shot him

They don't know that he's gone but they prayin the meds got him

How could the meds try to save that boy

I will not play with boy, see me and got low

Bet I spot him, I got him

My triggers start flockin' the shell knock the meat out his taco

They call me the demon

But I'm playin' cool, every bitch want a ring on it

She lay me, get wetter then pools

Come show what you do took my dick and go sing on it

If she bring her friends then I'm bringing the gang

They gon' slide I don't gotta ask

If I slide then I got it

The shots you can't block it

Religion is drillin' don't got a mask

Killers and demons we posted up hoodied up, so I know feds tryna get to us

All of these drugs we gon' stand over bodies so he's never living or getting up

Fuck you got weapons for?

I got a chop that's gon lean to me, stumble and fall over

I'm on the court no assist so I move like I'm Kobe

I'm ballin' through four quarters

I don't got it, then brody stop poppin'

If Demon's around then I know there's some bodybags

All this drillin' non stoppin' don't ask for a treaty

I'm always lurkin' don't gotta ask

Wanna ball? Then come guard up

I don't need a battery I'm always charged up

If you freeze you get marked up

You get caught at the light then your cars stayin' parked up

They all talk, but they know the way Max got rap it, I trap

You still post on my back blocks

Double fifties, a hunnids my bag always comin' and I'ma slide off to my stash spot

I was there, but they raided my last spot

Took all the work. Started from nothing my pockets hurt

Now I'm up really up

And I really don't gotta work

But I'm still stackin' and trappin' work

I see how they look, wanna be me

You're for these drugs but I'm purgin', look creepy

Why do your bitch wanna meet me

'Cause you're a goofy, want time with a demon

She wanna spend time with me when you keep buggin' her

I do not want any love from her

Just straight to the room

And then I'ma get up in her

Phone on the moon ain't no buggin' her

Do not disturb was my last bop

King of my town where the fuck is my crown at

If he droppin' addys on live

I'ma slide with the guys that's where bodies get found at

Fuck a 30 or 40, got 50s and 60s, we give 'em like 70 down bad

We got bread like the 80's I ran up a

90 pack, under my bed is some black bags

Killers and demons we posted up hoodied up, so I know feds tryna get to us

All of these drugs we gon' stand over bodies so he's never living or getting up

Fuck you got weapons for?

I got a chop that's gon lean to me, stumble and fall over

I'm on the court no assist so I move like I'm Kobe

I'm ballin' through four quarters

Killers and demons we posted up hoodied up, so I know feds tryna get to us

All of these drugs we gon' stand over bodies so he's never living or getting up

Fuck you got weapons for?

I got a chop that's gon lean to me, stumble and fall over

I'm on the court no assist so I move like I'm Kobe

I'm ballin' through four quarters

- It's already the end -