Playground

I do not perform unless the money's in my Paypal
Up front, no thought, this how I get paid now
Riding for the dogs we some greyhounds (bark)
I got seven different avenues of revenue I'm straight now
I could count it up and get a place now
I might have to go and do it cuz I like the way that fate sound
I just turn my life into a playground
Hear the... that's me cutting all the fakes out

Snakes all around me I had to get the grass cut
Every song you make is just another bad one
Running through the race I be a lap up, yeah
Even wit ya whole team prolly couldn't pass us
I just picked a bitch that has a part-braid
She said when she met me that her heart raced
I'm just tryna make it out this dark place
Came in with the chopper like I'm scarface, damn
I'm about to pull up with the mafia
All my brother carry I don't got a gun
Money was a problem til' I got it up
I do not believe, but I might have to put the fear of god in ya
Fall down, imma get the keys we goin all out
Top down, me and all the dogs never stall out
Pull up at ya job, just to see if you gon' call out
I don't go to court unless I really need to ball out
I be Trae Young from the top of the key
Homie set the screen and I'll be popping the three
I became a star and now they flocking to me, yeah
They could have a feast but they be watching me eat

I do not perform unless the money's in my Paypal
Up front, no thought, this how I get paid now
Riding for the dogs we some greyhounds (bark)
I got seven different avenues of revenue I'm straight now
I could count it up and get a place now
I might have to go and do it cuz I like the way that fate sound
I just turn my life into a playground
Hear the... that's me cutting all the fakes out

The last girl I had didn't like when I was working
Thought the bitch was cool but she decided to hurt me
Fire set inside of me ignited it burns free
I been on a vibe its like the Friday the thirteenth
Psychopathic killer is my repertoire
27 bangers in the reservoir
Tried to take a shot at me ain't gettin far
Motherfucker imma pull up on em like I'm Escobar
Dope shit, yeah gotta drop the bodies in graves
Lookin like Luka when he flop in the paint
All these other rappers are just copy and paste but
If Moxe send the beat it's gettin bodied and slayed
Kids across the world from me be riding on my coattail
Maybe they see some of me in them, oh well
Everything I do I do it so well, wait
Imma fuck it up like I was Odell, Joel
Embiid, they envy, the way that I'm connecting
The best things, in life, all together like a set piece
Get these, thoughts inside my mind are like a pet peeve
Depressing, it's stressing, me out I need a check please

I do not perform unless the money's in my Paypal
Up front, no thought, this how I get paid now
Riding for the dogs we some greyhounds (bark)
I got seven different avenues of revenue I'm straight now
I could count it up and get a place now
I might have to go and do it cuz I like the way that fate sound
I just turn my life into a playground
Hear the... that's me cutting all the fakes out

Money coming in I got like 10 checks
I've been drinking liquor at an excess
All my bitches say that I need bedrest
Asked if we should fuck
Then she looked at me and said yes, damn
Women say they want me it ain't random, no
They be looking at me like a ransom, fuck
Said I didn't want her it was tantrums
Back when I broke, always knew that I was handsome, damn



Credits
Writer(s): Derek Nalette
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