Birdman & Mack Maine - B Boyz lyrics

[Kendrick Lamar] Talk about it make 'em talk about it Life to me is currensy prosperity i got it And your life to me is lifeless like its livin' on life support I license everything in my wallet Lightest boy with the biggest heart n***a play your part or parallel park your ego next to me and violence Next to me is definitely no one, no one, no one And i must of won that from anybody who had it Or better yet forgot it Mac in the back of a lac with a mac in the back of a lac With a latch on the back of the trunk Hit a punk in the back with a pump in back Till he's off balance And I'm back in the front of the front of the future When your are mentioning talent And im back in the back of the block with a cop That wanna cop anybody's allowance Iraq on the block key watch for the block or whatever And cut no cut more guns more guts f** boy you f**ed up twice you f**ed consider you drownin' Die in the lake on a date with a catfish backflip head first smilin' C-Cry in the face of Jesus we just pray we keep on stylin' On you b**hes TDE YMCMB business b**h [Ace Hood] Ok n***a ridin in the Mayby And im probably with Baby Dont talk n***a f** you pay me Intercept your b**h like Baylee Ok big money on this side 100 grand for whip my b**h ride Need a new safe money gettin' to high Dead presidents all in my Levi's Boy i swear this n***a be swaggin And I'm livin' lavish Might pop me an Aston Martin on 'em Anything i drive i own 'em Bad b**h and that a** ain't normal Gotta put that pound game on her Beat it up she deep in a coma I'm super paid two shows a day My role gold no time to waste What it do bird my f**in' brother Keep that pistol by me like my lovely mama Hot as the summer cold as the winter Stay on them ? I heard that they plottin' my timber Young n***a got a lot of flows Any n***a that don't believe me i make it look easy easy out of control [Birdman] (Intro) Just like that boy d**h fore' b**hes honor You understand me Dedicated respect fully loaded Box full of choppers Hand on the trigger Uptown gangster get it how we get it Third world soldier suicide rider Milli two minded Hundred mill on the counter Hand persian rug n***a Flame on the bugatti Crystal Louis Vuitton Chanel for my models Higher than bugatti n***a Fishin' on fish scales Low divin' for them hunneds Strapped up makin mill Fresher than i been before Higher than we've ever been shinin' on them 24's Jr doin time hoe on the grind hoe while you doin time hoe [Mack Maine] (Intro) you know The time is money and money still was made baby 8 months ain't stop nuthin n***a It's like jail is third base and my lil' n***a still came home you undertsand yea I'm from the hood where b**hes hold coke in their baby's diapers That's why when the babies grow up damn they be like us I came a long ways from rhymin up in crazy cyphers Man i so happy my lil brother came home from Rykers Shout out to BP, Thugga Flo, and Vel boy My flow Lucifer i spit hell boi My heart numb ain't no pain i can"t withstand And i hold my n***as down like a kickstand Get off my nuts Stop Actin like a b**h fam Lil n***a finish puberty grow your own dick damn I went from watchin time fly on allen red porch To cruzin through the streets in miami in a red porch Me and stunna fly we should join the air force Stand up n***as what the f** you brought them chairs for I went from makin money from people with crack habits To thankin god im in a whole 'nother tax record amen