Still Not a Playa

When I left her it was harder
Then I thought now you thottin
Telling lies and got
Your girlfriends out here plotting
Treat your body like a temple
I guess yours an open concept
But I'm out here and got options
Moncler cause it's winter
But the city's on fire
Still not a playa but you still hater
Put a ticket on his head
Cause my mind's made up
Don't play with my
Paper or my heart
I'm not lonely
You had a man but you
Would call me while he's boarding
Trips out the country
You was foul to even call me
Still I'd come over
Like I'm there to fix the sink
What you think
Still I left it drippin'
My my my my
My my
Still not a playa but you still a hater
Fuck nigga
If I don't know your man
It's fuck niggas
Cause if he could get him mine
He'd fuck with her
Told 91 that it's a dog eat dog world
While getting high
With my enemies girlfriend
When I lost bro that had
My mind in a whirlwind
Bout now that soulja lives thru me
And well I'm busting out this bitch
Like I'm owed something
Still not a playa but I'm still a killa
For my daughter or my bruhs and em
Had to turn my back on a few
Cuzz and em
Cause Family's just a word
But that word trust to him
It means so much to me
You dawg me once it's no return
It ain't no love from me
Uno mass margerita on las rocka
Oh don't mind me
I'm out the country living comfortably
But my my my my
My my
Still not a playa but you still a hater
Fuck nigga
Still not a playa but you still a hater
Fuck nigga
Still not a playa but you still a hater
Fuck nigga
Poppas on his way! Don't forget me
I was bending corners when you met me
Let me go
Girl you gotta let me go
Hold Up before you let me
I'm coming home
Coming home
Papas on his way so don't forget me
Poppas on his way! Don't forget me
I was bending corners when you met me
Let me go
Girl you gotta let me go
Hold Up before you let me
I'm coming home
Coming home



Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Austin Marc Sardoni
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