Letra de 'Max Julien' de Wale

Changed, changed
Yes, I've changed the games, baby (woo)
I've changed, I've changed
I've changed the games that I used to play (play)
Believe me when I say (woo)

It's giving young Max Julien
Back to back Maybachs, who knew our shit'd be super tinted?
I'm tryna show love, but niggas loyal to a limit
Relax, y'all know I'm weird, but niggas super weird
So I ain't goin' over there

I be out doley
Roll tide, shoutout Bryce, it's a nine on me
Never mind that, I'm tryna keep the vibe normal
But all these eyes on me
These OnlyFans bitches send me for your eyes only pictures
Y'all do not know me
Y'all cannot hold me
I acknowledge everyone, we just not homies
And that go for everyone and that's how I'm goin'
One deep, nothin' sweet, ain't no Zack Cody
What?

I mean, you know the rules of the game
That's what I'm sayin'
I mean, your bitch just chose me
Am I cool?
Now, we can settle this like you got some class
Or we can get it to some gangster shit

See, you see, I'm that cozy
Everybody sayin', twin can't nobody clone me
And everybody fake friends, everybody lonely
And everybody ain't him, I'm the one and only
They ain't got the flows for me
Enough hoes with 'em to discuss hoes with me
They gotta do a show with some more joints in it
No empty rows in it
They gon' have the door scorchin' like a fuckin' toaster oven, yeah
Uh, let go of your ego, beloved
When you go where we go, no, these hoes don't want it
Don't be social much, but I don't geek for the public
Everybody goin' Greece, you like it's Mykonos in summer
Uh, Loewe cover my retina
Yeah, it's midnight, but I'm simply blockin' et ceteras
Et cetera, et cetera, been poppin' forever, look
Feel like Devin Booker, my sons winning, this what it took
I been goin' through it lately
Nobody give a shit but wanna know more lately
Uh, damn, I been more alone lately
It's no coincidence, been sayin', "No more" lately
Yeah, see, I'm selfish but never pretentious
It's not potential in the friendship that come with intentions
I fee like, like, like I'm— What's the name of that Frenchman?
Bitch, I'm out here with the wolves, I'm very defensive
I'm everything 'round the way, the greatest foreverer
I carry the beltway like I'm 'fraid of suspenders
Can take it however they be thinkin', don't play with my temper
Don't aim for your temple, John Chaney if you say it's impressive (ha)
Mm, let's just say it's too late for Excedrin
Yeah, I'm just sayin', I'm sayin', I'm sayin'
Stick yourself, stick yourself, I stick to the paper
(Ain't that some shit, for real? Okay)

Max Julien
Back to back Maybachs, who knew our shit'd be super tinted?
I'm tryna show love, but niggas loyal to a limit
Relax, y'all know I'm weird, but niggas super weird
So I ain't goin' over there

Don't worry 'bout what we doin'
Just know we doin' it