Playground (feat. Ty)
You dont want blizzy to fucking slide
Ima come through on that melly
Murder on my mind
I do this all the time
Bitch ive been on my grind
Shooters on standby like kobe behind the line
You can look me in my soul right in my fucking eyes
And see im real as they come i aint never lied
Shit been kinda different since they shot ty
Gotta keep the biscuit on me like popeyes
You mothafuckin pussies might just have nine lives
So we gone spin the block and double back like nine times
Just to make sure we did the job right
Yea thats sickmade with a sick mind
This my real life put into rhymes
Bitch i stayed down n grinded my whole life
Hussled n sacrificed just to pay the price
And if you want a slice you got to roll the dice
Slidin down yo block turn it to a playground
One day you smiling next day you got a frown
One day you active next day you underground
I aint kanye but i keep that k around
You got a lot to say but we got lots of rounds
Free all of my dogs thats locked in the pound
We pick up the work than we headed out of town
Weight steady moving faster than the speed of sound
They tried to kill me but they fucking missed
Shit be hella different when you really took them risks
Took them long trips
Trunk full of bricks
Caught a case on the road but i aint never snitch
I aint say a name i just took the deal
Problem is half of you lames cant even keep it real
Where im from you'll be lackin you aint got yo steel
Cant be a legend like smith if you aint got no will
Remember working at buffalo just to pay my bills
But never gave up chasing dreams like i was meek mill
I just wanna live fat like im uncle phil
Cause i aint never been rich i dont know how that feels
But i get the chills everytime i think about counting mills
Only the stong survive and the weak get killed
I'll put yo king underground just to show im trill
Pimp c in my cup never gets spilled
Slidin down yo block turn it to a playground
One day you smiling next day you got a frown
One day you active next day you underground
I aint kanye but i keep that k around
You got a lot to say but we got lots of rounds
Free all of my dogs thats locked in the pound
We pick up the work than we headed out of town
Weight steady moving faster than the speed of sound
This shit different this shit hittin
Nigga disrespect and next day he miss attendance
Yeah
We got ammunition
Once they feel the pressure aint no such thing as a friendship
My glock name is period cause it end niggas like a sentence
Shawty keep on suckin till a nigga say you finished
Baby why you trippin you cant stay but you can visit
Draco hold a hundred first thirty like a snippet
Yeah
Dont point a finger it might end up broken
No i aint chillin at the bank right when it open
Have you ever seen a ghost i see one everytime im smoking
Nigga you the type to have it n it aint never loaded
Yeah the city heard the stories i aint gotta show it
Yeah blizzy sent the beat so now i got a motive
Nah i cant miss a meal my stomach feelin bloated
Nah i cant sign a deal unless a nigga wrote it
Slidin down yo block turn it to a playground
One day you smiling next day you got a frown
One day you active next day you underground
I aint kanye but i keep that k around
You got a lot to say but we got lots of rounds
Free all of my dogs thats locked in the pound
We pick up the work than we headed out of town
Weight steady moving faster than the speed of sound
Ima come through on that melly
Murder on my mind
I do this all the time
Bitch ive been on my grind
Shooters on standby like kobe behind the line
You can look me in my soul right in my fucking eyes
And see im real as they come i aint never lied
Shit been kinda different since they shot ty
Gotta keep the biscuit on me like popeyes
You mothafuckin pussies might just have nine lives
So we gone spin the block and double back like nine times
Just to make sure we did the job right
Yea thats sickmade with a sick mind
This my real life put into rhymes
Bitch i stayed down n grinded my whole life
Hussled n sacrificed just to pay the price
And if you want a slice you got to roll the dice
Slidin down yo block turn it to a playground
One day you smiling next day you got a frown
One day you active next day you underground
I aint kanye but i keep that k around
You got a lot to say but we got lots of rounds
Free all of my dogs thats locked in the pound
We pick up the work than we headed out of town
Weight steady moving faster than the speed of sound
They tried to kill me but they fucking missed
Shit be hella different when you really took them risks
Took them long trips
Trunk full of bricks
Caught a case on the road but i aint never snitch
I aint say a name i just took the deal
Problem is half of you lames cant even keep it real
Where im from you'll be lackin you aint got yo steel
Cant be a legend like smith if you aint got no will
Remember working at buffalo just to pay my bills
But never gave up chasing dreams like i was meek mill
I just wanna live fat like im uncle phil
Cause i aint never been rich i dont know how that feels
But i get the chills everytime i think about counting mills
Only the stong survive and the weak get killed
I'll put yo king underground just to show im trill
Pimp c in my cup never gets spilled
Slidin down yo block turn it to a playground
One day you smiling next day you got a frown
One day you active next day you underground
I aint kanye but i keep that k around
You got a lot to say but we got lots of rounds
Free all of my dogs thats locked in the pound
We pick up the work than we headed out of town
Weight steady moving faster than the speed of sound
This shit different this shit hittin
Nigga disrespect and next day he miss attendance
Yeah
We got ammunition
Once they feel the pressure aint no such thing as a friendship
My glock name is period cause it end niggas like a sentence
Shawty keep on suckin till a nigga say you finished
Baby why you trippin you cant stay but you can visit
Draco hold a hundred first thirty like a snippet
Yeah
Dont point a finger it might end up broken
No i aint chillin at the bank right when it open
Have you ever seen a ghost i see one everytime im smoking
Nigga you the type to have it n it aint never loaded
Yeah the city heard the stories i aint gotta show it
Yeah blizzy sent the beat so now i got a motive
Nah i cant miss a meal my stomach feelin bloated
Nah i cant sign a deal unless a nigga wrote it
Slidin down yo block turn it to a playground
One day you smiling next day you got a frown
One day you active next day you underground
I aint kanye but i keep that k around
You got a lot to say but we got lots of rounds
Free all of my dogs thats locked in the pound
We pick up the work than we headed out of town
Weight steady moving faster than the speed of sound
Credits
Writer(s): Jesus Lopez
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