Child's Play (Remix)

I just
I just
I just wanna ball
I don't need no fake friends
I don't need no fake love
I just
I just
I just wanna ball
I got hitters to the left
I got Rob Blow to my right yea

It's just me Myself and I
And you know I'm looking fly
I don't flex and I don't lie
Push my haters to the side
I show love to everyone
But I love to have some fun
Everybody loves me
But my... hate me
I don't know and I don't care
That's their loss and I don't share
I don't want no fake friends
Or fake love from fake people
It takes 2 just got a sequel
You just lied to me at large
Now I gotta hit you hard
Gotta hit with you heart uh

Just went and host a show
I call that child's play
Just went and made some shmoney
Call that child's play
iPhone 7plus
I call that child's play
Got a lot of haters
Call that child's play
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When you see my party jumping
Don't you hit up my line
When your life starts going south
Don't you hit up my line
I was gonna be chill
But you made me to a savage
Gave me all that attitude
Now I gotta be rude ohh
My money just doubled
My prices just doubled
My money just doubled
My numbers just doubled?
You think you doing harm
But it's doing good
Ask me how I'm living
I'm balling like I should
I'm not trying to brag
But you looking mad
Girl you think I'm sad?
Come see me where I'm at
Don't you get upset
You did this to yourself
You knew that I'm a vet
You knew that I'm the best

Females getting slaty
Call that child's play
She mad about a post I post up yesterday
Call that child's play
iPhone 7plus
I call that child's play
Got a lot of haters
Call that child's play
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Child's play
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Child's play
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Child's play
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Child's play

I just wanna ball
But they wanna see me fall
I don't need no fake friends
I don't need no fake love
If you don't got haters
Then you ain't balling right
I got hitters to the left
I got Rob Blow to my right yea



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Writer(s): Arbie Nickerson
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