Street Play
See I was in them books
Now i'm hooked to the cash
Glock on my waist hit a lick
Chase a bag
Walk how I talk man i'm on these niggas ass
In the whip I hit the gas
Ain't no case I got a mask
Touch his shit he think it's tag
Fuck his gang and fuck his flag
Only looking out for me and FMP
We never last
I'm the last thing that he'll see before
I take out all the trash fo I put it on my soul
Can't name a bitch I couldn't have
Ain't how I was raised but it's how I learned to play
Find out where them niggas stay
Put some niggas in they place
Bet I won't make a mistake
Seventeen gone eat his face
T had told me bout that shit it's
Twenty five if it's a case
I bet I take him on a chase
I plead the fifth ain't shit to say
Niggas trying to hit a stain
I told them stay up out the way
These niggas think i'm chasing fame
I'm trying to keep my people safe
And put my grandma on a lake
I need a mil in my estate
See I was in them books
Now i'm hooked to the cash
Glock on my waist hit a lick
Chase a bag
Walk how I talk man i'm on these niggas ass
In the whip I hit the gas
Ain't no case I got a mask
Touch his shit he think it's tag
Fuck his gang and fuck his flag
Only looking out for me and FMP
We never last
I'm the last thing that he'll see before
I take out all the trash fo I put it on my soul
Can't name a bitch I couldn't have
Niggas talking tough
They toting poles they think they cut
Flexing on the gram
They got a strap they'll never bust
Playing in they pants they chasing girls
They'll never fuck
Try to be me if you can you niggas couldn't do enough
These pussy niggas know what's up
Be careful where you put your trust
Niggas asked me if I knew bout how he was and gave it up
Ain't nobody fucking safe man anybody could get touched
That's the type of game you play when you play tough
And acting up
See I was in them books
Now i'm hooked to the cash
Glock on my waist hit a lick
Chase a bag
Walk how I talk man i'm on these niggas ass
In the whip I hit the gas
Ain't no case I got a mask
Touch his shit he think it's tag
Fuck his gang and fuck his flag
Only looking out for me and FMP
We never last
I'm the last thing that he'll see before
I take out all the trash fo I put it on my soul
Can't name a bitch I couldn't have
Now i'm hooked to the cash
Glock on my waist hit a lick
Chase a bag
Walk how I talk man i'm on these niggas ass
In the whip I hit the gas
Ain't no case I got a mask
Touch his shit he think it's tag
Fuck his gang and fuck his flag
Only looking out for me and FMP
We never last
I'm the last thing that he'll see before
I take out all the trash fo I put it on my soul
Can't name a bitch I couldn't have
Ain't how I was raised but it's how I learned to play
Find out where them niggas stay
Put some niggas in they place
Bet I won't make a mistake
Seventeen gone eat his face
T had told me bout that shit it's
Twenty five if it's a case
I bet I take him on a chase
I plead the fifth ain't shit to say
Niggas trying to hit a stain
I told them stay up out the way
These niggas think i'm chasing fame
I'm trying to keep my people safe
And put my grandma on a lake
I need a mil in my estate
See I was in them books
Now i'm hooked to the cash
Glock on my waist hit a lick
Chase a bag
Walk how I talk man i'm on these niggas ass
In the whip I hit the gas
Ain't no case I got a mask
Touch his shit he think it's tag
Fuck his gang and fuck his flag
Only looking out for me and FMP
We never last
I'm the last thing that he'll see before
I take out all the trash fo I put it on my soul
Can't name a bitch I couldn't have
Niggas talking tough
They toting poles they think they cut
Flexing on the gram
They got a strap they'll never bust
Playing in they pants they chasing girls
They'll never fuck
Try to be me if you can you niggas couldn't do enough
These pussy niggas know what's up
Be careful where you put your trust
Niggas asked me if I knew bout how he was and gave it up
Ain't nobody fucking safe man anybody could get touched
That's the type of game you play when you play tough
And acting up
See I was in them books
Now i'm hooked to the cash
Glock on my waist hit a lick
Chase a bag
Walk how I talk man i'm on these niggas ass
In the whip I hit the gas
Ain't no case I got a mask
Touch his shit he think it's tag
Fuck his gang and fuck his flag
Only looking out for me and FMP
We never last
I'm the last thing that he'll see before
I take out all the trash fo I put it on my soul
Can't name a bitch I couldn't have
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Writer(s): Maurice Mathies
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