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play to win
Grab my briefcase, that's a keepsake
I need that shit to keep my head straight
I'm leaving with the chick
Cause she said that she would be

a man whose wife is gettin' pimped doesn't understand her sippin'
jizzm
It's a profitable business to rationalize into cynicism
That it's wrong but it

(Straight up)
Uh
Get your bag, get your cash
Take that beat, make a track
Down by twenty, bring it back
Light the matches, burn the pack
Go around

a rider chick, that Jada Pinkett that Will loves
So tell me girl is you down?
I just need me a ride or die
I just need me a girl to talk about getting

I feel you
Ain’t nothing better
They see us in public
We be smiling
And our vibe is tight
So they wanna
Break that up
They can’t stand
The sight
Fuck

Sting the police by making sure the show's live
Still the fourth crack, coke and all that raw rap
But make sure it's fat, dope and rhymes like cause back

and ripped jeans
While riding the same wavelength that fits me
A molotov of memories and mixed dreams
But I guess the truth is as strange it seems
Watching

to your favorite songs 
Your favorite marvel movies on the big screens you go and see 
Yeah where did that come from gee 
Your favorite action films with

always at home
Too embarrassed to be in public the shine is gone
Depression takes place and drugs are the escape
Can’t believe your existence is determined

Who murders tracks while merkin' brats
With stats that crack the dirt in half
Who lures and traps your surging rat
While turning that to thirty racks

always at home
Too embarrassed to be in public the shine is gone
Depression takes place and drugs are the escape
Can’t believe your existence is determined

my turn to drive until that shits a Rover
Runnin round and round until she realized that shit is kosher
Haters salty that I'm winning
Course they

y'all niggaz poppin' shit watch your step fuck the talkin' 
Little Rock on the motherfuckin' scene get to walkin' 
Guns is steady barkin', at them cats

niggas, now you feel like you a goon?
That hairline is playing with your brain
Somebody tell Tory he better stay up in his lane
Before the rain start

Like how you gonna, say that you're real when all your mates are fucking snakes
Claiming that they're trapping but never pushed no weight
I Can't

this bitch, she get smacked down
You can tell we beatin' out this spot, this a trap sound
You can touch your ceilings in your crib, that's a flat house

yesterday, I don't see no better way
If it's mula that'll be made till Saturday
I'll be there on the dot, I ain't never late
I won't sign by the dotted

the same shit, lemme just say this
If you down bad on that pavement, feeling like you are enslaved by you and your main chick
I'd say fuck an engagement,

bringin it home, time for transition
Don't talk too loud, you might find yourself missin
Look into my eyes, all you see is will to survive
by any means,

you for your holy grace 

Heal my soul I need you everyday my heart is open 
I was lost without you now I'm save because you chose me 
You give hope

and I'm sipping on shit
That I split with my manager
After we make us enough to invest
In a couple of plays then we'll jump on a jet
Got gas by the tank in

don't wanna be around the game
And I don't like these rappers, because everybody sound the same
But if you're by my side, I know that everything is bound

that talking is gon get chu
is your face on channel 9

you dont like how my 808s slap
you can get slapped
talking out the side of yo neck
miss me with

best for us right now
Know I'm saying we can't be out here
Living for everybody else
Gotta do you, that's just what that is man
We grind and bust our ass