Refreshing - Max B, Stack Bundles, Mel Matrix

Summertime shit here man

Let’s do it, uh

I was doing crime, barely getting by

And a nigga was always stressing

We was doing time, mama getting high

A nigga life is so depressing

Now we in need, rolling overseas

And I hope this tree don’t get us arrested

We getting right, living out our life

And the music getting so refreshing

I keep the millionaires feasting

And the engineers beasting

Like Biggavel, where the fuck you been?

I can serenade in streets in my plus new Benz

Spreads the walls out let me come through them

Mama, the boy don’t go cause he’s thirty

He look about 21 but he at least thirty

Anything I want I can get when I need it

Chickens love slurping on my dick come and beat it

Left home without that toasty

Almost caught a slug

Go get ya camera come and quote a thug

Moms came the cops and I sold her drugs

Coke in a cookie jar, it fizzle up something like soda does

Picture rap game without Biggavel

You fucks couldn’t make it

You hot bitch come and get naked

Look like you spent a couple a bucks for his bracelet

Sizzurp in the Grand crew straight let me chase it

I was doing crime, barely getting by

And a nigga was always stressing

We was doing time, mama getting high

A nigga life is so depressing

Now we in need, rolling overseas

And I hope this tree don’t get us arrested

We getting right, living out our life

And the music getting so refreshing

I came along way from posting the hallway

Smoking purple while they pushing that raw yay

Mommy beefing about my cutting cards

While I am at my main crib steady cutting up the half

The D’s already know my face

Cause since young comrade I’ve been caught my case

Back and forth to family court

And in the same court is where my family fought

Mommy screaming don’t snatch my son away

But I’m thinking to myself they try snatch my guns away

Now I am off to juvie hall

But I’m built for this shit so a nigga having a ball

Got potential in this motherfucker

Eat a nigga food and wreck his dentals in this motherfucker

A nigga known for doing what he do

So when he mention my name

Niggas ain’t have to say who

I was doing crime, barely getting by

And a nigga was always stressing

We was doing time, mama getting high

A nigga life is so depressing

Now we in need, rolling overseas

And I hope this tree don’t get us arrested

We getting right, living out our life

And the music getting so refreshing

I ain’t shit

But mama first one

Poppa worst one

Had to walk the straight line

Tryna go to work from

Had a little 9 to 5

But that shit ain’t work long

Needed a shortcut, had to get my money longer

A hustler was born, Rayquon was his first name

But was at a stop, whenever that first came (then what)

Then the third came (then what)

Til them birds came (damn)

Pop my cherry no longer a virg-in

Wanted to be like pops but was none of his faults

Go as hard he did and never get caught (haaaan)

I was successful, ask about them

Far Rock niggas couldn’t fill them apple bags without them

Never sold a rock in my life with these hands

See it’s trap records if they pull up their sleeves fam

The name Bundles

And not by coincidence

I had the trap for the scraps I’m getting in (chee)

I was doing crime, barely getting by

And a nigga was always stressing

We was doing time, mama getting high

A nigga life is so depressing

Now we in need, rolling overseas

And I hope this tree don’t get us arrested

We getting right, living out our life

And the music getting so refreshing