Playmaker

Remember I was trying to be a hooper making plays and shit
But I'm on the road same clothes making plays and shit
Never thought I tried to be a rapper but I made some hits
I don't even got time for a hoe I had to play that bitch
Me and Bro swiping for the phones come get paid lil bitch
You can have whatever type of bank still gone make some shit
Four Five the wave we gone always make a way for this
Police caught me with that lil pole they then took my stick
But I'm still riding with a drake trying to paint some shit
Hit him in his head one up top can't get away from this
Smoking on a good pack might get laced with this
Only fuck with gang if you ain't gang then we taking shit

We been taking wins been thanking god that I ain't lost yet
You can't name a bitch I had before that I want back
How you up and you ain't help yo man where yo dog at
You the type to back door yo man what you call that
I ain't gone lie I did this verse on a accident
Same niggas I was broke with the ones I be stacking with
Niggas talking like they punchers knowing they ain't never cracked no chips
Gotta go if you ain't trying to fuck cause I ain't got time to spend
Man these niggas so outdated what time he in
If you ain't calling me about no paper I'm declining it
Won't even set the bounty shit it's up ima take the hit
Start getting paper and I grew up they saying I changed and shit

Tossed my lil cousin some sauce he on some banks and shit
I just did four SBAs today I'm chasing cake and shit
Yo bitch on my line want me to fuck with my chain and shit
Never fucked with art but bro really love painting shit
I can't fuck with one bitch no I gotta switch up
Seen bro up pole on a tough nigga he got to bitching up
When they asking who the most turnt they always mention us
Fucked up if you ain't a HustleJunkie you ain't got my trust
My nigga Tre handed me something had me high as hell
Spent a couple hundred on cologne they fucking off the smell
Got a couple bands I'm waiting on they coming through the mail
Been doing it so long can bag a pound with out using a scale

Fear of god on me and that's the only nigga that I fear
I'm quick to say some shit and up a stick and make you disappear
I feel like OG Bobby wit this Johnson in yo bitch's care
You can call me Spaulding I been racking shit from ear to ear
I'm shit taking cause I can can back the shit up too
Can turn around with out even trying you just front yo move
Been up ten and got ten on more on the way coming soon
Bro told me stay down and come up what you think ima do
Keep my head down stay in my lane shìt I'm the living proof
MYOB and get paid it's documented too
These niggas always bitching over chicken until it's beef stew
I think I stirred a pot but it's coo sig came to meet you