Didn't Mean to Kill a Man - Max B, Paul Couture

This life I live is pricey man

Momma ain’t give me dollars for the icy man (I Know I Know)

She’d rather go see the dealer man

How these niggas from New York becoming Steeler fans (Closer)

For my family, I will peel a man

I be tryna keep my cool just like a ceiling fan (Ba Pa Pa La La…)

Wouldn’t been here had they did the plan

I didn’t mean to kill a man

We ride 'fore we starve

The fridge is empty, poppa was fired from his job

Now he drinking and sniffing coke, beating on momma

I’d go curl in the dresser, was too small to protect her

Even then it was justified, I was left to die

Poison the rodents cheese, spray it with pesticide

Niggas be steady schemin' but they won’t catch me slippin'

If you push me I’ll get ya, smell like pussy and liquor

Baby all on my ass now I’m all out of excuses

I done told so many lies I dont know what to do

See I know what you do, motherfucker you ain’t shit

Think Imma let you run up in me with the same dick?

Supposed to be doing better, rehabilitated

Bless 'em with Don Snow, spiritual niggas hated

Them bitches shady, drunk off the liquor, fadeed

Million in cash in a Louis duffle in my Mercedes

This life I live is pricey man

Momma ain’t give me dollars for the icy man (I Know I Know)

She’d rather go see the dealer man

How these niggas from New York becoming Steeler fans (Closer)

For my family, I will peel a man

I be tryna keep my cool just like a ceiling fan (Ba Pa Pa La La…)

Wouldn’t been here had they did the plan

I didn’t mean to kill a man

Didn’t mean to do it, if it was up to me

Mom want me in the house, can’t have company

Can’t go back to school, I ain’t got the clothes

Niggas is hiding something, niggas done got exposed

Watch what you saying to 'em, niggas got the phone

Been through the struggles with you, nigga you not alone

Been through the gutters with you, nigga you got the chrome

Picture the color purple, Bigga you got song

Guess if they come and get you, best to be prepared

Saved by the son of God, Jesus with kinky hair

Bedded more prostitutes, fell in love with strippers

Know when the fuck to tip 'em, dick game never tender

Bigga ain’t never been a one you meant to cross

Spreaded myself indeed, thinner than dental floss

Come with a thousand niggas, only 10 crossed

This is mans work, next time send the boss

This life I live is pricey man

Momma ain’t give me dollars for the icy man (I Know I Know)

She’d rather go see the dealer man

How these niggas from New York becoming Steeler fans (Closer)

For my family, I will peel a man

I be tryna keep my cool just like a ceiling fan (Ba Pa Pa La La…)

Wouldn’t been here had they did the plan

I didn’t mean to kill a man