Max B - Favorite Man lyrics

(Verse 1) Yeah We finally reunited Don’t it feel right (Right) Ain’t it fresh to death (Yeah) Ain’t it still tight (Tight) Ain’t it’s smooth though (Smooth) On the low I tell you How much I love you Kiss you when you go You see mama that’s your son (That’s Your Son Mama) She screaming baby Out the window but he done damn sh*t was sad they gave him one He ain’t need much He was dead before it hit him They ain’t keep up I watched a mouth of bad boys Cause they’ll creep up (Creep Up) I’m not playing in this game To keep up and I’m running Out of try’s (Yeah) I’m running out of time (Yeah) Made another tune Played another room Married the streets young Skipped 100 moons Graduatеd never made it To thе money room (Never) That ni**a Bigga can flow So smooth and umm turning up (Hook) That’s my favourite song That’s my favourite song You gone get mad know matter If I’m right or wrong Bottle of brown Still my favourite high high (High High) Running out of try’s Running out of time (Yeah) You heard of him That’s my favourite man (Boss Don Biggavel) I’m down with them That’s my favourite band (EMG) I reps my bread the lord knows How hard I try (Try) Running out of try’s Running out of time Yeah you on that baby