Play Ball

Dead rappers in the wood to start the day off
Free the bender he done knocked a nigga face off
Lil bro, shoot like Curry but he'll play ball
I ain't a killer, I'm sending hits like I'm Adolph
Acting tough gonna' get you fired on your day off
He tried to run, choppa hit him knocked his legs off
He went and made a store run an he went AWOL
Speaking on Chap we givin home runs so let's play ball

I could never let that paper wait
I'm the type of nigga to use a 50 as a paperweight
Before a backend put it on the scale view what the paper weigh
Never broke I cannot go without it, imma make a way
Keep that pistol even when I eat, you think I'm saving grace
Have some young niggas put it to yo temple, come n make yo day
Real G in the alphabet, I put B before the A
Real v Tony's everywhere I go, u think I made the gang
Big Steppa them sis in yo chain we still gone take the shit
Erasin shit, If I up my pistol u be heaven sent
Ironic how I move on shit, but I was born a heavy kid
Lil slime at e he be on stupid shit, why he stay doin hella bids

Plus he know we get into it, mommas contact reverends
Fuck around n view the viewing, let 10 off for the hell of it
Slide with my glick on my lap, ain't no point in tuckin it
Unfold a brand new Kel-Tec, put a 30 under it
Go view my lil demon bitch, Lord knows I need some suffering
I can tell shawty fuckin, ain't no point in loving it
Still put her mouth to good use, She ain't new to suckin dick
Plus she know it ain't no kissing hugging, ain't no cuddling

Dead rappers in the wood to start the day off
Free the bender he done knocked a nigga face off
Lil bro, shoot like Curry but he'll play ball
I ain't a killer, I'm sending hits like I'm Adolph
Acting tough gonna' get you fired on your day off
He tried to run, choppa hit him knocked his legs off
He went and made a store run an he went AWOL
Speaking on Chap, we givin home runs so let's play ball

Fuck the love, I grab my gun cause, ain't no patience with me
He want the beef, so then it's beef, cause we ain't Coppin no plea
60k that's be the gang,I know they rocking for me
He was hard then got parked, now his ass on a Tee

The ops they know we put on cleats
We catch them lacking in that field on this side them, that's a penalty
I know they planning on getting me
But they know I'm with some steppas and them steppas down to kill for me

Pussy niggas better act right
I know some niggas put that tracker on ya car if that bag right
We gone catch em at the next light
Last thing he seen before he died, was that flashlight

Dead rappers in the wood to start the day off
Free the bender he done knocked a nigga face off
Lil bro, shoot like Curry but he'll play ball
I ain't a killer, I'm sending hits like I'm Adolph
Acting tough gonna' get you fired on your day off
He tried to run, choppa hit him knocked his legs off
He went and made a store run an he went AWOL
Speaking on Chap we givin home runs so let's play ball



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Writer(s): Julian Hecker, Marquis Q Brown, Malik Nasir Darby
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