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Maybe (Outro) Video (MV)




Performed By: CMC Troy
Length: 2:39
Written by: Kevin Briscoe Jr




CMC Troy - Maybe (Outro) Lyrics




How many fingers I'm holding up
How many leaning like double cups
Tried to be mean he ain't tough enough
So he get hit with the uppercut

Calling my bluff never cuffing up
Tony the Tiger my jungle up
We bring the heat and they bundle up
Truth in the booth for the mumblers

Gotta get in and don't let up the movement
I got my left hand and they call me a shooter
A Carlos like Boozer the way I maneuver

Baking like May and they call me a sooner

Wait on the day that I pay for the Uber
Hate in the way but I don't need a Ruger
Sleeping on me and I'm making em boot up
Bow at the feet like a ruler

Calculate data computer
My duty named me a shooter
Showing the lake just like Kuzma
Waking the Lion of Judah

Taking the highest solution
High and defiant I'm ruthless
But you know I am not human I stack up the odds and I climb it like few can

Round of applause
Who let the dogs out I'm fetching em all
If I couldn't get love then I'm breaking the hearts and I feel no remorse cause you fake and you flodge
Dodge

I put it up for the charge
Challenge my enemies
Play em like like Darts
Ram in the bush or unchained like D-Jango
Durango's we toting like Rogan and Franco

Who let the energy in
Crib with amenities no need for friends
I got the benjis and kin and they never pretend so I'm fitting em in til the dollars make sense

Pence
No recompense
Shorter the border let in immigrants
Hop off the porch and the fence to get back at my lady
And wonder my circle be slim and no shady

I had to do it myself
To be established I need all my wealth
I ran it up for the data
Don't call me no maybe
They want me a gangster
To call me lil baby

Telling Usain he could run it up
Telling Hussein he could gun it up
They say Donald J need to shut it up
I just want Lil Wayne off the double cup

So I just opened up the election
Got the holy ones voting for me
And know I had to find my direction
Trail blazing a road for the lead

Know it's a shame, we in need
Came in the game with a three like the stain on my jeans
Had to abstain and release
Not hood enough for you but you ain't good 'nough for me

Justin case Kayla start feeling Unique
Acknowledge the pain but in vain it's a dangerous feet
Placing the blaming on me
Had to regain and retain what he made me to be
Maybe you able to see
Maybe you may be the change that I need
Maybe I may overthink
Or overuse maybe atleast
Maybe
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How many fingers I'm holding up
How many leaning like double cups
Tried to be mean he ain't tough enough
So he get hit with the uppercut

Calling my bluff never cuffing up
Tony the Tiger my jungle up
We bring the heat and they bundle up
Truth in the booth for the mumblers

Gotta get in and don't let up the movement
I got my left hand and they call me a shooter
A Carlos like Boozer the way I maneuver

Baking like May and they call me a sooner

Wait on the day that I pay for the Uber
Hate in the way but I don't need a Ruger
Sleeping on me and I'm making em boot up
Bow at the feet like a ruler

Calculate data computer
My duty named me a shooter
Showing the lake just like Kuzma
Waking the Lion of Judah

Taking the highest solution
High and defiant I'm ruthless
But you know I am not human I stack up the odds and I climb it like few can

Round of applause
Who let the dogs out I'm fetching em all
If I couldn't get love then I'm breaking the hearts and I feel no remorse cause you fake and you flodge
Dodge

I put it up for the charge
Challenge my enemies
Play em like like Darts
Ram in the bush or unchained like D-Jango
Durango's we toting like Rogan and Franco

Who let the energy in
Crib with amenities no need for friends
I got the benjis and kin and they never pretend so I'm fitting em in til the dollars make sense

Pence
No recompense
Shorter the border let in immigrants
Hop off the porch and the fence to get back at my lady
And wonder my circle be slim and no shady

I had to do it myself
To be established I need all my wealth
I ran it up for the data
Don't call me no maybe
They want me a gangster
To call me lil baby

Telling Usain he could run it up
Telling Hussein he could gun it up
They say Donald J need to shut it up
I just want Lil Wayne off the double cup

So I just opened up the election
Got the holy ones voting for me
And know I had to find my direction
Trail blazing a road for the lead

Know it's a shame, we in need
Came in the game with a three like the stain on my jeans
Had to abstain and release
Not hood enough for you but you ain't good 'nough for me

Justin case Kayla start feeling Unique
Acknowledge the pain but in vain it's a dangerous feet
Placing the blaming on me
Had to regain and retain what he made me to be
Maybe you able to see
Maybe you may be the change that I need
Maybe I may overthink
Or overuse maybe atleast
Maybe
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Writer: Kevin Briscoe Jr
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