Letras
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Okay
That sound good
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That's right
Ayy
Phil Jack playbook, full court pressure
I'm deep fishin' the clutch, nigga, point-four seconds
Escalade V gettin' chauffeured up Western
This Cuban link alone cost a nigga 'bout a Lexus
Watch the progress turn right into profits
I was born broke, but I'ma die rich
Nigga, yeah, my lifestyle monetized capturin' this content
Flight risk, every time they see me, I'm on fly shit
Ain't no similarities, bitch, ain't no comparin' me
Three or four girlfriends, they don't mind sharin' me
I'm visionin' a billion dollars, nigga, that's imperative
Lookin' good at it too, gettin' off my narrative
LV trainers, two bands for a pair of these
Bitch for the streets, yeah, that pussy up for charity
I shine when the lights off, nigga, check my clarity
Scared money don't make none, so ain't no fear in me
Ayy
I made more off rappin' than niggas made off cappin' and yappin'
About how they sold packs in the trap, nigga (Straight up)
They talk behind my back, then give me dap, nigga (Yeah)
I don't trip over the hate, my pockets fat, nigga (Straight up)
I'm outside while you niggas work a nine-to-five
Drivin' in your bitch ride, on Live, actin' like you shine (Nigga)
I can see you niggas blind like you ain't got no eyes
Tellin' all these lies 'bout how you grind to carry a nine
Niggas bitch-made, spendin' what your bitch made
I'm sharp as a switchblade
Every day, I get paid, I'm takin' off like sick days (Yeah)
Grindin' 'til I get grazed, they takin' shots
At me, but they miss, I barely get grazed (Nah)
Niggas think they can fuck with me, so delusional
Envious as usual, niggas deserve a funeral
I'm losin' hope (Yeah)
I'm givin' up like I'm usin' dope
Sorry-ass niggas is worthless and need to use a rope, nigga
Makin' plays, makin' plays (Every day)
Makin' plays, makin' plays (In every way)
Makin' plays, makin' plays (Fuck up out the way, ayy)
Makin' plays, stay in your place (Bitch)
Man, got the cosign from LeBron, quotin' my rhymes
Shot me his autographed kicks, I throw 'em to my son-in-law
Number one draft pick far as this rap shit
My favorite player was Meek 'fore I had to shoot with a nine
That's a double-wind time, you niggas know where I'm from
Two-eleven and soul, even spirits is gettin' robbed
Hit a lick, then get my dick sucked
Like make it make sense, roll a spliff
Then turn a page in my playbook
In Great Western form, boy, oh boy
Crypto, floor seats watchin' AD score
Let's change games, no, really, I'm really changin' the game
Mookie Betts with the stick, got '
Em runnin' home from the gang and 'em
Your bitch stay DMing me, I'ma dodge her, though
The wave slick enough to mix oil and water, ho
Bust your whole thing down to a follicle
Two-tone plain jane, you know what time it is, I done been
Makin' plays, makin' plays (Every day)
Makin' plays, makin' plays (In every way)
Makin' plays, makin' plays (Fuck up out the way)
Makin' plays, stay in your place (Bitch)
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