Playmaker
(Yeah, you know wassup)
Making plays
I been up since yesterday
Getting paid
Patenting my recipe
Going crazy
My whole hood look up to me
Niggas shaky
They don't wanna fuck with me
Niggas be begging they whole lives to get fly like this
In a finite game I keep my vice grip on intangible
Shit you couldn't measure on
Simple stuff I'm doing math you counting measures wrong
I been working for it harder than you niggas live
I grew up single father lotta my niggas dead
Scratch claw Got it how I could
Just big dogs Coming out my hood
Long nights never scared of where I'm going
Prom nights my performance was a moment
Lime light my people love to see me glowing
And if I'm right I was born I was chosen
Making plays
I been up since yesterday
Getting paid
Patenting my recipe
Going crazy
My whole hood look up to me
Niggas shaky
They don't wanna fuck with me
Ain't a lot to touch
Yeah my energy is vapor waves
Eighth grade I was cooking up in Making Waves
Twelfth grade getting home by 11
I survived getting blessed by my reverend
Time of isolation bred my dedication
I'm a slave working making reparations
You a lame nigga carbon copy pasted
Im focused on creation while you busy train
Making plays
I been up since yesterday
Getting paid
Patenting my recipe
Going crazy
My whole hood look up to me
Niggas shaky
They don't wanna fuck with me
Making plays
I been up since yesterday
Getting paid
Patenting my recipe
Going crazy
My whole hood look up to me
Niggas shaky
They don't wanna fuck with me
Niggas be begging they whole lives to get fly like this
In a finite game I keep my vice grip on intangible
Shit you couldn't measure on
Simple stuff I'm doing math you counting measures wrong
I been working for it harder than you niggas live
I grew up single father lotta my niggas dead
Scratch claw Got it how I could
Just big dogs Coming out my hood
Long nights never scared of where I'm going
Prom nights my performance was a moment
Lime light my people love to see me glowing
And if I'm right I was born I was chosen
Making plays
I been up since yesterday
Getting paid
Patenting my recipe
Going crazy
My whole hood look up to me
Niggas shaky
They don't wanna fuck with me
Ain't a lot to touch
Yeah my energy is vapor waves
Eighth grade I was cooking up in Making Waves
Twelfth grade getting home by 11
I survived getting blessed by my reverend
Time of isolation bred my dedication
I'm a slave working making reparations
You a lame nigga carbon copy pasted
Im focused on creation while you busy train
Making plays
I been up since yesterday
Getting paid
Patenting my recipe
Going crazy
My whole hood look up to me
Niggas shaky
They don't wanna fuck with me
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