Faceoff

I been grinding hard wondering when this shit gone pay off
24/7 ain't get no sleep can't take no day off
When you in the streets it get to feeling like them play offs
Balling like elites and we discrete with every faceoff
I been grinding hard wondering when this shit gone pay off
24/7 ain't get no sleep can't take no day off
When you in the streets it get to feeling like them play offs
Balling like elites and we discrete with every faceoff

He tried to steal a ball I had Jon Jon take his face off
Them young niggas in charge got the opps wishing for days off
Praying to the lord for my boys with no way out
And I play it smart so yeen gone never heard no first day out
We been turnt all year somebody tell em bring the steaks out
Keep my grass low I gotta see all of the snake routes
Digi Dash Flow they can't keep up so they gone hate now
I been in my bag can't nobody tell me wait now
And they going out sad tryna crash ain't no way out
This big mac 11 kick like tekken and take the safe route
On this North it's hectic no respect and we gone lay bout it
With my boys don't play bout em forever we gone stay solid

I been grinding hard wondering when this shit gone pay off
24/7 can't get no sleep ain't take no day off
When you in the streets it get to feeling like the play offs
Balling like elites and we discrete with every faceoff
I been grinding hard wondering when this shit gone pay off
24/7 ain't get no sleep can't take no day off
When you in the streets it get to feeling like the play offs
Balling like elites and we discrete with every faceoff

As far as weight I had my own and bitch I stood tall
Ain't have to wait I made the play and watched my niggas ball
End of the day we all we got don't go against the laws
I'm crashing out behind my boys free them behind the wall
Aint had no nail out in a minute so I been selling raw
Been causing hell out in the trenches watching niggas fall
I just mind my business play my position and keep that hate shit far
Ain't no competition when I want to I can raise the bar
Know the police hate me and can't wait to get behind my car
Been in so many chases if the catch me they might get a star
Dis me won't get far Imma show them boys yo art of war
Can't wait to get that Audemar watch everything be 1 of 1
They like that boy on to sum in traffic ain't no holding nun
I just made a play at chic-fil-a Rebecca waiting at Dunkin
Don't ask for no extras disrespect me this bitch hold a hunnid
We don't step we stomp on niggas necks just show me my opponent
Feeling like a chef been cooking on these niggas for the longest
Hatin shit don't condone it I'm the reason we ain't eat bologna
Put the hood on my back and never asked a nigga to loan shit
Put the hood on my back and never asked a nigga to loan shit



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Writer(s): Arlando Stringfellow
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