Playeristic (feat. Lang Amaru)

Spo n La nigga what it do

Yeah yeah look
This my life behind the scenes
Welcome to reality
Hunnid proof substances niggas sweeter than the daiquiri
Twenty-four seven working its like I'm my own faculty
The catalog solid every master is a masterpiece
Fuck the world I'm in her stomach causing out normalities
Woman mad at me the only cap I needs the salary
Check the name love ain't no good it's sad to see
Been fucking on the gayest hoes planning out ah family
From solely painting pictures that the blind could visualize
Nah
I ain't knocking game players never penalize
Elementary school crushes I'm the one that they admire
Been killing shit for the longest I probably made them inspired
It's clutch with the style
Like stick shift for dipshit who nitpick
My real shit for the little shit
I need a getaway my life is like ah field trip
I'm numb to everything nah really I dont feel shit

Ayo
Thank you for my paper
Lord you woke me up so I'm not here asking for favors
Ran into this chocolate thang she from Decatur
They say that shit is greater but the coppers got jaded
Pacing bout ah penny not the way
They found me faded
Living for my passion passing doubts like can he save us
The game was in a drought I found some water off my anguish
Living bold off the ones and twos
Was once pacifist but try me and I'm knocking fools
Down n out impossible drowning all my obstacles
Hoe I got that lava tho
Posted by that chevy tahoe
Catch me in the cyphers cold
Warming some hearts foesho
Lifting ya soul
Them spliffs done taxed me some moe
Uh
Passing my motives they tryna drag me in mud
Use to dream bout ah freshmen cover
I'm passing them up na
The fit n the funk fye
I'm spitting with soul ma
We here for ah long time
In need for some sun sunshine
Ya smile woke me up so my grinding a must na
Ayo ya smile woke me up so my grindings a must na
My playeristic ways had to go for the long ride



Credits
Writer(s): Stefan Roberts
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