Stop Playn'

Ain't no nigga bury me,
I came on my own, you ain't carry me
You wont see me helping the charity
Ain't speaking rhetorically
Boy I got years, seniority
Most of you niggas be boring me
Say what you said if you bout that
Came back on 10 & they like that
He in love with the kidd, don't fight that
I'm all about winning, you see me, I betchu I'm grinning
I told em I ain't gone get it in, don't need no nigga I been independent
Stay outta my business, big body get bigger off fitness
I'm cuffed but ain't serving a sentence
Man I ain't gotta prove shit to em
To be honest, I don't wanna mean shit to em
He a deuce, ion have 2 cents for em
God said "KT you ain't meant for em"

Throw up the gang
Niggas nowadays ain't matching my range
Niggas talk big but ain't got no aim
Leave hoes smoked cause I got that flame
See me on the court, step back then i hit the swish
Real talk, drop a beat and i'll make it flip
Ion baby sit
I take shots and score
If you get the kidd
You get a freak and more

Don't let me start raging
Stop playn, my body the meal that this nigga been craving
Locked in my safe, he said he wanna come in it, i told em I ain't a safe haven
What's the location
So I can smack em like Rollie, can't copy the niggas I'm making
I cooked up this shit with no apron
Record it, ain't talking bout taping

Fine ass,
But I might ask
Can you stop with the games cause I might spazz
I ain't giving no attention to my last last
He a clown but you know I get the last laugh
Yea you talk much, boy you need a podcast
This D need a hand cause it's quite vast
My past leave a nigga with a sad mask
Too ill, told them niggas get a face mask
Any nigga get to talking, we can pipe that
Said he want smoke, where the blunt, lemme light that
Big boy gone eat any beat, ima fight back
What's the word on the street, lemme see if you can cite that

Two times, came back two times
Ion chase no man cause my ass too fine
Don't mind them hoes, ain't none of them mine
Cant none of them find how I spit my rhymes
Cant none of them say Ima hoe, they lyin'
Ion see no comp and I am not blind
Ion fear no bitch, real shit, my sign
Body like crack, let em do one line
Bitch i be styling
Man free wildin'
Got good knees like the goddamn stallion
Ion get down with the shit you allowing
Boy you a simp from the way that it's sounding

Man you ain't pimping, leave a dumb hoe out limping
Ain't fly so how you stay trippin
Left hand itching, bands what I want, I'm flipping
Ion do well with a snitch or the snitching
Ball with my dude, on the court, no pivot
When you drop, ain't a sound, then hoes like crickets
Wrist on ice and my neck still the chilliest
Drop me a beat, don't run when I kill this



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Writer(s): Terell Smith
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