Gunplay

Look Ted in the eye, it's the end of the road

And the birth of Maybach mean I'm gettin' mo' dough

Smellin' Christian Dior, I used to be poor

When you cross for the line boy, I'm your Lyor

Boobie Boys still, Boobie Boys real

You can name a lotta lames that the Boobie Boys kill

(Brisco live too) Young nigga what it do?

Say he got a couple kilos and he wanna bring 'em through

That's love, we go back to the blue house

And if he bought enough I may buy me a new house

You wanna go that route? (Go there)

I been on this road before (Uh huh)

I know gunplay, you know gunplay (Yeah)

Shootin' for the win, but ready for the loss (For the loss)

Both lives on the tip of my finger, yellin' "bring it"

I'm swingin' that iron (That iron)

When I'm swingin' that iron (That iron)

Ain't thinkin' 'bout time (Time)

Ain't thinkin' 'bout mine, ain't thinkin' 'bout dyin'

Feelin' how I'm livin' it, damn near dyin' for every digit I get

Fuck they know 'bout that? I ain't never put shit on the line

Just shittin' they rhymes, I shoot a nigga's shit in the rhyme

These Internet niggas, these ain't a threat niggas

Never seen a laptop in the projects nigga

Just powder, cut with comet, fuck them comics

Convicts ain't buyin' it, if they ain't coppin' and fryin' it

Don't get a nigga fired up behind some fuck shit

My nigga then what then? Who that?

Who that behind the curtain? I'll murk 'em

Wizard of Oz ass niggas hidin' behind money

Hidin' behind luxury, shootin' up all that fuck shit

It's gettin' ugly, got Torch on the line

Said he got a couple 9's, told him grab two

Cool, bring 'em on through

You wanna go that route? (Go there)

I been on this road before (Uh huh)

I know gunplay, you know gunplay (Yeah)

Shootin' for the win, but ready for the loss (For the loss)

Both lives on the tip of my finger, yellin' "bring it"

I'm swingin' that iron (That iron)

When I'm swingin' that iron (That iron)

Ain't thinkin' 'bout time (Time)

Ain't thinkin' 'bout mine, ain't thinkin' 'bout dyin'