Playin' Wit Me

I'm really too hard yo, I swear to God
Yeah, yeah, yeayeah
(Damn Micah, you went crazy)
Member them days was down on my ass
Had to get to the cash
Ran it up, had to get me a bag
They ain't give me no passes, no
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
I ain't have shit, I was down on my dick
I was down on my last
Ran it up, had to get to a bag
I ain't giving no passes now
Got him on the ground screaming out "Lord please"
Big ass choppa bring him straight to his knees
Fuck you talking 'bout? bitch, I been selling Ps
Get it to you fast, it ain't got no seeds (yeah, yeah)
I'm goin' fuck her for free
You goin' pay her a fee
Now she laying with me? (what?)
Now she staying with me? (huh?)
Why you mad at me? (huh?)
Why you playing with me? (huh?)
Why you playing with me? (sh)
Why you? (sh)

I know why you mad
Cuz your bitch a fan of me (fan of me)
I'm really her fantasy (fantasy)
Yeah, I can get straight to the cheese (straight to the cheese)
I 'ont know why niggas hating on me (Bll, Blllrrrrr)
And I know my fans waiting on me (yeah)
To get out the trenches (yeah), make it to the top
I came a long way from standing on the block
My phone still be banging, selling ready rock
I tried to tell 'em, they ain't wan' believe
They want me lose but I just wan' achieve
I'm known to kill whenever they say "Beef"
I'm never sleep, I'm rolling off the Es (Buh, buh, buh, bow!)
Oops, I am tripping, I meant to say Tesla (Tesla, Tesla)
I am the one when they ask for that pressure (pressure, pressure)
Like four in, I am really a stepper (Stepper, Stepper)
Got some whiteys that like to pay extra
Don't need no army, I step by myself
Trapping real hard, yeah, I tripled my wealth
My opps call me Ninja, I creep up with stealth
Say, Granny getting old, "gotta work on your health"
Bullets, they hot, make a bitch, nigga melt
Dive in the pussy, go deep Michael Phelps
BTA, Belt To Ass, leaving welts
Same lor, dirty nigga, came from the South (uh, uh, uh)

Seen some shit you just wouldn't believe
And she try bring me down when she said she ain't need me
Don't try come around when I'm bussing and freezing
Treason
Who the fuck gave 'em a reason? (uh, uh, uh)
Believe him
I could never depend on a nigga for better
Had to bust my own ass, I got nights writing letters
Try be me but a nigga could never
My brother just called (uh)
(Uh) He on go, still no pressure (uh)
Still remember we hit the same sales on the regular (for real)
That shit was too easy, they calling my cellular
They love me but hate cuz I'm getting ahead of 'em
Niggas old as a bitch, 30 something, a veteran (uh, uh)
What the fuck I look like trying to settle? (settling)
The places I been they 'ont know, you irrelevant
She wan' eat the kid up, she keep smiling, I'm guessing
I can't fuck on no bitch in no telly no weapon (uh huh)
Can't walk in the club standing around with no section (no section)
When I'm talking the shit is executive (yeah, that shit is executive)
We just got in the club, pick these bitches, select 'em (Select 'em)
Made a way, Mary J what I'm selling (What I'm selling)
Grew up with some demons, they talk to the devil
Bitch you lying, don't never say "never"
See blue and white, foot on the pedal
Shit it's us against them, got to change the direction (change direction)

Member them days was down on my ass
Had to get to the cash
Ran it up, had to get me a bag
They ain't give me no passes, no
Yeah, yeah
I ain't have shit, I was down on my dick
I was down on my last
Ran it up had to get to a bag
I ain't giving no passes now
Got him on the ground screaming out "Lord please"
Big ass choppa bring him straight to his knees
Fuck you talking 'bout? bitch, I been selling Ps
Get it to you fast (yeah), it ain't got no seeds (yeah)
I'm goin' fuck her for free
You goin' pay her a fee
Now she laying with me? (what?)
Now she staying with me? (huh?)
Why you mad at me? (huh?)
Why you playing with me? (huh?)
Why you playing with me? (sh)
Why you? (uh, uh, uh), (sh)



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Writer(s): Far Munchyy
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