Stop Playin'

Imma star Pulling strings like I’m playing a guitar Remember we was coming up it was hard Late nights we sitting in the dark In the dark late night on the floor Stayed down now we going to the north Told them niggas stop playing with the boy Told them niggas stop playin with the boy Real sticks we ain’t playin wit a toy We ain’t goin broke no more Pull up with the butterfly door Gotta bad bitch yea she foreign She a foreign and she know I’m the one Green light light em up like a sun They don’t even know where I’m from If the money outside imma come Run it up run it up let’s go Trey keep goin you the goat Trey keep goin get sum mo Started playing football I was four Then I went from the field to the yo Money comin in it was slow Lost one of my friends to a hoe Remember back then I was broke Now I’m counting back ends on the low Everything gone be alright Told my bitch sit back sit tight When shit go left get right If you ain’t gone help get back See a opp imma hit him on sight All that fake love shit I don’t like Tryna run the money up all night all night Imma star Pulling strings like I’m playing a guitar Remember we was coming up it was hard Late nights we sitting in the dark In the dark late night on the floor Stayed down now we going to the north Told them niggas stop playing with the boy Told them niggas stop playin with the boy Real sticks we ain’t playin wit a toy We ain’t goin broke no more Pull up with the butterfly door Gotta bad bitch yea she foreign She a foreign and she know I’m the one Green light light em up like a sun They don’t even know where I’m from If the money outside imma come Run it up run it up let’s go Me and Tr3’vion goin to the top I swear to God this shit will never stop We was out here posted on the block We was toting them sticks with the glocks We was out here getting to the bag These niggas steady coming in last We was running them bands up fast We was putting our feet on the gas Back then we was taking everybody hoe These niggas they already know Got them pounds and they coming for the low And you can’t get this shit for the low ASP that be the fucking gang Everybody they be screaming our name Blowing up like propane Back then I was broke it will never be the same Imma star Pulling strings like I’m playing a guitar Remember we was coming up it was hard Late nights we sitting in the dark In the dark late night on the floor Stayed down now we going to the north Told them niggas stop playing with the boy Told them niggas stop playin with the boy Real sticks we ain’t playin wit a toy We ain’t goin broke no more Pull up with the butterfly door Gotta bad bitch yea she foreign She a foreign and she know I’m the one Green light light em up like a sun They don’t even know where I’m from If the money outside imma come Run it up run it up let’s go You da goat Get sum mo I was four To the yo