Lyrics:
hard
But you slip me' the joker
Puppet master
Stop pullin' on my strings
You little boy
I'm not your toy
Game master
Stop playin' with my heart
Stop
to send an Uber
My new bitch wanna get pieces made from my jeweler
Drive-by's with Rugers, twenty racks for the shooter
The FBI heard I can make cocaine
called it quits, I wasn't finished
I'm ready to take you serious
Ain't playin' no games, I'm done
I'll treat you second to none
Make you my number
then I can, 'cause frankly I'm sick of talkin'
I'm not gonna let someone else's coffin rest on my conscience 'cause
Step by step, heart to heart
Nuttin bout you, your crew, because you talk shit
I'm the Lethal Weapon boy, ridin the apocalypse
If you're in my way, then lay beneath the ground soon
back time
Impossible as it may seem
But I wish I could so bad, baby
Quit playin' games with my heart
Quit playin' games with my heart
Before you tear us
then I can, 'cause frankly I'm sick of talkin'
I'm not gonna let someone else's coffin rest on my conscience 'cause
Step by step, heart to heart
reluctantly
'Cause this should go without sayin' but y'all playin' dumb
Far as these rappers go, I'm not fearin' none
Cole flow is cold in any genre, with
Stepped away as Fresh Prince came back with my real name
A rose by any other still beautifies the room
So don't get consumed when a brother's known
breaking my heart, can't you see
Baby, baby have mercy on me
Well, I called you up on the telephone
I could hear you was playin' Haggard and Jones
I
a lot of it, I really, really gotta quit
Something's wrong with me, my God, old habits die hard
Look at you
What's the matter with you people?
Cruisin' for a bruisin', I'm talkin' no crap
Pipe bomb in my trunk, got a nine in my lap
I'm layin' for a sprayin', tonight there's no playin
that)
Touchin' on her like I touch my racks (racks)
Playin' with my heart, baby, don't do that
Ooh, I don't play fair, baby, I could do that too
I
never quit tourin'
'Cause that's the way we eat here in this rap game
I'm fuckin' with your funky lil' rap name
I hear your music and I know that rap's
a game of chance
The gamble starts with just a glance
You're off and running with a new romance tonight
Male ego won't ever quit
It seems to me from where
game of love, she made a little bit a lot of fun
She started messin' your head up, you're playin' with a loaded gun
This woman is dangerous
She'll break
an issue
Go to the club with your boys, baby, I
Never wanted you to stay too long
Just wanted you to show me off
So won't you say my name, say my name?
Cold boy
This beat cold boy
Greatest story ever told boy
30 million records sold boy
Must live by the code boy
Especially if you a dope boy
gonna do
Hardcore yo I could never be soft
Askin' me my defin' they say the boy goes off
Fillin' up my memo with the touch of my rhyme
Suckaz stayin'
Nonsense perseveres, prayers laced with fear
Beware, two triple O is near
It might feel good, it might sound a little somethin'
But damn the game if it
Nonsense perseveres, prayers laced with fear
Beware, two triple O is near
It might feel good, it might sound a little somethin'
But damn the game if it
the big body shotgun ridin' on dubs
I've been seen with the baddest, heard with the best
And I got it locked down from the East to the West
Look at my
feel like a lady
Sippin' on tequila with my Levi's on
A lady
Singin' to the music playin' all night long
Yeah, I'm feeling right, I'm living my life,
just to stand beside us
For a selfie, that boy wealthy
Four floor condos, that nigga selfish
Waterfalls and all, deep in the cells
I speak with my
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