Playalistic (feat. CC the Chanel Kid)
Gettin it 7Dayz, Stackin it 7Wayz
We all got the same time frame
Maintain your game
There ain't no other way
These haters gonna hate
Keep applying that pressure
And one day they won't feel the same
Gettin it 7Dayz, Stackin it 7Wayz
We all got the same time frame
Maintain your game
There ain't no other way
These haters gonna hate
Keep applying that pressure
And one day they won't feel the same
I had to drop that ass off
Picked up where I left off
Can't get caught slippin with these bitches
Too much time lost that's the cost
That's why I don't bother at all
Blowing my phone up I forward the call
Trick I got no time to stall
Kobe Bryant when I ball, Pause
Leave the game on repeat
Collecting trophies back to back
That's what you call a 3-peat
I've always been this confident
With how I move and I speak
I ain't competing with nobody
But myself and that's Me
I be
Handling my business
Give a fuck about what they said
Multiplying these dividends
Till the day I die and I resurrect
Lately been cutting off all loose ends
I ain't really fucking with no new trends
You can take that to the bank now
Legit, Embedded with the stamp on
Nothing random
Been putting in work for a minute
But that doesn't mean that I'ma quit it
I've been in the cut making decisions
A magician
With precision
Only spittin the way that we livin
Non fiction, Pen addiction
Same time that I'm puffin exquisite
Living in nostalgia off this Purple Haze
Time and seasons change
How you expect me to stay the same
Money motivation we chasin
To this day
7s my religion yea I see no other way
Tell me who you really are
Your true intentions
Instead of what they say you looking like
On social mentions
You can't show me fallacies
And tell me you don't bleed
We can test it out
Dot out the I's and cross the T's
In the struggle stacking money
In the city by the sea
Oh you trying to build
Then stay the fuck away from me
Living exactly how a player is supposed to be
And all my bitches white-toed yea, Pedigree
Heavenly how she looking
When she rolling my weed
In the city with the palm trees
Tell me what you need
Yo FAUSTOE
Where the caps tho
And all this weed I can get it by the pound so
So what what we doing
You know I got these caps on lock
No keyboards when I talk
Keep it on stock
Yo CC trucha for opps on the block
They tryna plot on us
Stash the bag, Double back
And get lost on em
Ain't tryna play with this plan
Man I need racks from it
Give a fuck what they say
I ain't gone pass on it nah, Nah
We all got the same time frame
Maintain your game
There ain't no other way
These haters gonna hate
Keep applying that pressure
And one day they won't feel the same
Gettin it 7Dayz, Stackin it 7Wayz
We all got the same time frame
Maintain your game
There ain't no other way
These haters gonna hate
Keep applying that pressure
And one day they won't feel the same
I had to drop that ass off
Picked up where I left off
Can't get caught slippin with these bitches
Too much time lost that's the cost
That's why I don't bother at all
Blowing my phone up I forward the call
Trick I got no time to stall
Kobe Bryant when I ball, Pause
Leave the game on repeat
Collecting trophies back to back
That's what you call a 3-peat
I've always been this confident
With how I move and I speak
I ain't competing with nobody
But myself and that's Me
I be
Handling my business
Give a fuck about what they said
Multiplying these dividends
Till the day I die and I resurrect
Lately been cutting off all loose ends
I ain't really fucking with no new trends
You can take that to the bank now
Legit, Embedded with the stamp on
Nothing random
Been putting in work for a minute
But that doesn't mean that I'ma quit it
I've been in the cut making decisions
A magician
With precision
Only spittin the way that we livin
Non fiction, Pen addiction
Same time that I'm puffin exquisite
Living in nostalgia off this Purple Haze
Time and seasons change
How you expect me to stay the same
Money motivation we chasin
To this day
7s my religion yea I see no other way
Tell me who you really are
Your true intentions
Instead of what they say you looking like
On social mentions
You can't show me fallacies
And tell me you don't bleed
We can test it out
Dot out the I's and cross the T's
In the struggle stacking money
In the city by the sea
Oh you trying to build
Then stay the fuck away from me
Living exactly how a player is supposed to be
And all my bitches white-toed yea, Pedigree
Heavenly how she looking
When she rolling my weed
In the city with the palm trees
Tell me what you need
Yo FAUSTOE
Where the caps tho
And all this weed I can get it by the pound so
So what what we doing
You know I got these caps on lock
No keyboards when I talk
Keep it on stock
Yo CC trucha for opps on the block
They tryna plot on us
Stash the bag, Double back
And get lost on em
Ain't tryna play with this plan
Man I need racks from it
Give a fuck what they say
I ain't gone pass on it nah, Nah
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Writer(s): Fausto Casillas Jr
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