Chinx & Max/paid For Lyrics - French Montana

That's my nigga man, that's my bro 

I spoke to him last night, drunk out his ass 

Soon as you came home, took you on tour 

Leave the streets, do whatever for you lil boy 

Fast money, bad bitches, livin' in a rush 

Now worse when you love somethin' death can touch 

Sometimes life hurt more than death homie 

Locked up Max, took Chinx, I'm last one left homie 

Told you Stack - died, did, done, lived that 

You looked at me and laughed, you ain't care 

I remember we recorded I'm a Coke Boy 

You lit the city up, I told you get that dough boy 

I mean we both from the bottom with the same dreams 

Why I felt the same rush when you copped your first V 

Starin' at my phone waitin' for your phone call 

I see your face every time I see your lil boy 

Life pleasant, death peaceful 

Transition 

That's the trouble some comin' where I'm comin' from 

Why blood bleed memories nobody steals 

Death leave heart ache, nobody heals 

In my own zone drinkin' till I'm feelin' woozy 

Knowin' I'ma die, remind me there ain't nothin' to lose 

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It's some real shit right here, yeah. I feel like he feels as far as far as not being able to have your nigga there, me, Chinx and shit. Always know this B, you're blessed. You know I'm sayin'? And all you gotta do when you feel like that, look at my situation, you know I'm sayin'? Think of my situation nigga 

Damn how to start this off 

One time to the boss don, coke wave boss, damn 

Gave my nigga seven-five, damn 

They tried to kill my dog alive 

Wavy, it's a law fightin' for your life 

We live like it no tomorrow, I pray for you at night 

Time flyin', it's been 7 years 

While time flies fake friends disappear 

Fast money, fast cars, lived it to the most 

Penthouse, [?], Chinx, Max, nobody close 

Told you focus on the money, fuck the problems 

But once you hit the Henny, you the wildest 

Remember when you finger popped the jon, found a condom in her? 

And you still hit her? 

You crazy 

They thought I was done when they locked you up 

Haha, turn the city up 

Tried to bury us but didn't know we were seeds 

International superstars overseas 

Despite all our obstacles, against all odds 

Keep your eyes on the prize and your faith on God 

Every week talk to your mother 

I see your baby boy gettin' older 

Until you get the appeal we gon' fight homie 

Spit that Coke Wave Boys for life homie 

Montana 

Just say a prayer for us, you ready ma? 

Oh father God we come to you right now. To bring Karim, aka French Montana, and Charlie aka Max B. Bring them both to the altar, lord God, I give this to you. I give this to you, look (?), to keep him safe as I know that you do each and every day lord God. We ask you to give them wisdom, to use in a good way, lord God that will help them in their future -- concernin' their children, their children's mothers, for their children are the future and their children's children are the future future 

So father God, we ask you lord God to anoint their music, anoint their thoughts, their dreams, their aspirations, oh God. And to speak to them always oh God as we know that you do but let them know lord God that when you're speaking to them that you already spoke to them and that you always speak to them. It's just a matter of them listening. So father God we ask to carry them through both separate situations under two different circumstances, lord God 

And we ask you in your son's name lord God to allow them to apply whatever it is they need to apply in their life, lord God, to make it better for them. And better for the music world, lord God. In this we say, we pray, amen 

(Thank you ma, hold on for a second ma) 

You like that one? 

(Yeah I loved that one ma) 

I want to say one more thing 

Max, Chinx 

Think about the times 

Think about you some times 

Think about the dimes 

(La musica de Harry Fraud) 

Know sometimes I'm goin' under 

You won't hustle 

Everything is paid for 

She bust it open like I paid for it 

Baby tell me what you came for 

Make sure you won't leave without 

Wanna see you smile 

Do it, don't try 

Designer shit, wanna see you fly 

Live it up, thinkin' bout the time 

Ayo, spark them phony fucks from deep 

I'ma put them fucks to sleep 

Quarter million in my jeans 

These bitches praise my dick 

Penthouse, he in that six (oww) 

We in this bitch 

They raided on my cuh 

They takin' all my bucks 

They be rapin' all my sluts (oww) 

Ayo, Maxie don't like him 

They got me all tightenin' 

Even papi got that 10 

Yeah I hit you niggas with that shotty pump 

Leave you on that potty slump 

Shittin' on yourself 

I put them bitches in the ground 

I flip them with the pound 

I'm empty, I need another round 

You won't hustle 

Everything is paid for 

She bust it open like I paid for it 

Baby tell me what you came for 

Make sure you won't leave without 

Wanna see you smile 

Do it, don't try 

Designer shit, wanna see you fly 

Live it up, thinkin' bout the time 

Look these niggas wishin' on a fallen star 

Double park the Vanquish and hop into a different car 

We spend money like a whirlwind 

Chinx Drugz don't crack, smack a nigga heroin 

Your girl went down and never came up 

These niggas need to hang up 

Three Jewish lawyers on retainer 

These liars never tell the same story twice 

Been a sucker all your life 

Yellow gold stones dancin' off the lights 

Fuck your life 

These niggas ass bent with life 

Don't touch the dice 

Never felt the fire till you touched it twice 

What's the price? 

Kush burnin', cruise control 

Everyday's a big game for me like the Superbowl 

You won't hustle 

Everything is paid for 

She bust it open like I paid for it 

Baby tell me what you came for 

Make sure you won't leave without 

Wanna see you smile 

Do it, don't try 

Designer shit, wanna see you fly 

Live it up, thinkin' bout the time 

Awo, thinkin' bout the time 

I think about you sometimes 

Awo, thinkin' bout the time 

I think about you sometimes 

Uh, thinkin' bout you, couldn't even sleep 

Man thinkin' bout you, couldn't even speak 

All the confusion had me in the Mosque Friday night 

Tryna find a peace of mind but couldn't find a piece of mine 

Moral to the story, the story got no morals 

Cause the real gon' struggle while the suckers get the glory 

It's a new day, she trippin' off a D'usse 

Try and hit me with the lemonade when I met her drinkin' Kool-Aid 

Tryna be rich and famous 

Showin' up to court twistin' fingers 

If rap was a sport, we was ringers 

Gotta lose it all just to make it 

God giveth, God taketh, strip you naked 

Shake the devil, get the cake 

You won't hustle 

Everything is paid for 

She bust it open like I paid for it 

Baby tell me what you came for 

Make sure you won't leave without 

(Fraud you a motherfucker) 

Wanna see you smile 

(Max) 

Do it, don't try 

Designer shit, wanna see you fly 

(Chinx) 

Live it up, thinkin' bout the time 

Oww, thinkin' bout the time 

(Miss you my nigga) 

I think about you sometimes 

(CB for life) 

Ow, thinkin' bout the time 

(Wave god, MC4, Zach) 

I think about the time 

Think about you sometimes 

(La musica di Harry Fraud) 

I think about dyin' 

Haanh!