Play Maker

Yeah, took my losses, had to take a win only trust myself
I'm bad at making friends
Brodie told me that we locking in
I'm like why the fuck they tried to lock us in?
Rocket launcher came from Pakistan
Only want the lamb just to back in
Twin glocks, call them Black and Blam
This is really shit you can not understand
Niggas is Sweet, pack you up in a lunch-able
From the lower class, I just wanna live comfortable
Slept on my floor cuz my bed wasn't comfortable
Had to lose comfort so I can get comfortable
How are you real when ya hood don't fuck with you?
I gave some handouts that made me uncomfortable
Watch for the snakes, they gon get you when you're comfortable
Through the back door, they gon get you when you're vulnerable
I been making plays but I do not need audibles
Since that I'm here ima do what I wanna do
They want me back down on my humble flow
head to the sky while I stack up my revenue
First things first, I was finding my avenue
Hating ass niggas can't do what my shadow do
I leveled up and I jumped up the ladder too
Spin out the whip and get flipped like a spatula
We came up from nothing, ya shit is not adding up
Grew up suburban, don't know why you acting tough
Jordan a savage, he whipping the Acura
Remember them goofy lil bitches would laugh at us
Making them plays, I was ready to back him up
KC a shooter, my brother we strapping up
Remember them nights in the rain we was stacking up
He been my day one, I'm watching him rack it up
It's not an option, not taking a deal
I move with caution, not looking to chill
I hang with shooters, they itching to kill
Not cuz they want to, they do it for thrills
And we came from nothing, this shit you can feel
Take care of granny, she up in the hills
I won't see her stressing and tripping bout bills
You know when I love you, that shit you can feel
Can't pour out my heart when it's already spilled
I can't do no favors on niggas who peeled
I told you he 12 and that nigga gone squeal
Gotta watch out for Judas, he itching to kill
Man I been on my grind and I never can chill
And he got no spine, he gon get your ass killed
Man I been out of my mind, you don't know how I feel
Man I been out my mind, you don't know how I feel

And I heard no voices when I was so fucked up and struggling
I couldn't ask no one for nothing
So that's when I started this music and been in my grind
Man I'm trying to turn nothing to something
And I had to stop all the smoking, that's shit had me floating
That shit used to fuck up my focus
And I had to put down liquor
I fucked up my liver, you know that the henny the potion
If I have to mix up the henny
I pray for the enemy, glock 30 comes out the holster
No I'm not killer but I got emotions
You fuck with the fam you get left in the ocean
When I lost Duane had to turn to a soldier
Besides Leek and Jordan no one was the closest
The oven stay open, my winters the coldest
Swear I watched the realist of niggas all fold up
I was in a jam and I had a plan, keep it hunid grand so I had to focus
You don't understand, need a couple bands
That some rubber bands couldn't even hold it
Always been the man, you can ask my Gram
Whipping out the pan, put that shit in motion
Always had a plan, put that shit in motion
Always had a plan, put that shit in motion