No Mo

Look
You want to play the game play it at yo best
You got something to say then say it with yo chest yes
You can play it like a G or you can try ya luck
Renegade fuck permission from the Higher Ups yup
I only play the game to win never expecting failure
Stay out of grown folks business and respect your elders
Standing on my square never make excuses
We ain't worried bout them problems we just make solutions
Them niggaz claiming gang them is not your friends fuck em
You gone peep in the end maybe more or lesser
Throw me in the deep I'm learning how to swim
I was told to never fold under pressure ya
Ride for your mans if yo man a rider
One hand be the shooter other hand the driver
They stack it on the boss but yet they face the East Alhamdulillah
You playing in the streets you better play for keeps yup
Keep your third open better peep the signs
You better watch ya people this a cold grind watch em
They do this that and the third yeah the whole nine
When they see you as a stain nigga the whole time
Boom boom boom boom
Measure twice cut once thats the Golden rule
And when the odds against you you suppose move
Put me in a situation where I'm supposed to lose
My back against the fences ima show and prove



Credits
Writer(s): Tristan Brown, Jason Little
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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