Play Wit Me

See ion gotta be a gangbanger to be a g
I'm a g, in my street, but ian where murders be
All these murders, never heard em, whenever the police
Asking questions, i ain't stressing, im the best they ever seen

Erybody fw me here
Cuz I'm crazy go brazy don't ever drink beer
Unfazed by ya hate i ain't neva felt fear
Have hits neva miss my raps are very clear
Not a killa not a druggie nun is as it appears
Cold as a wizard in a blizzard, imma disappear
Alert lizard in desert, I'm a rapping engineer
Interfere, and end up here, under this pioneer

King of Africa
Proud of ya
Hell I'll bring
Y'all mad huh
The goated king
Go and bring
His brand new uhhhh
His Ice n bling

What she called?
Ion know her name
Gon shatter the sky
Kneel at my strength
An industry bane
A pound of caine
Like Damian Wayne
Is he even sane?

Think dang
He the mane
And damn he came
Now the party ain't lame
He's fr goin insane
The stages shake
The ground ain't safe
Think that nigga magic he David blane

He don't move cocaine
He move our brains
We scream and shout
All yell his name
He'll cause you pain
It's simple and plain
Tell em what it's about
Ain't playin no game

Move quiet and dash
Im a blast from the past
Like crash, on GameCube or sum like that
Cortex's wrath (core Texas wrath)
Niggas claim they gon blast
But they really just cap
Yeah the king came back

-dash fast, like flash
Brother keep one in his bag
Money stash,
100 dollar tip on the tab
All claps
Bank flooding call it aquacash
That's facts
The greatest written all over my back
On my ass
The king of Africa is fucking mad
Im hard as math
Bank like a bookbag
Go n shut the fuck up
When I'm teaching this class

Hear the rhythm
Hear the flow
Im mad as ya girl when you don't pick up the phone

She said kiss him
I said no
Ion fuck wit bitches crazy and they broke

They don't diss him
Yeah i know
Too scared always keep it on the low

I'm the goal
My chain glow
Now errybody duckin on the floor

Hey listen
Im a goat
Please don't float on my boat

You missin
Don't meet folks
What is it you know?

Is it that you can't stand being a broke hoe?
Is it that you can't run you need to leave and need to go?
Is it when the cops come you gon snitch you gon fold?
Is it maybe that you've never seen a real piece of gold?
Or maybe it's you can't live your life without your phone
Or maybe that you drowning in debt you don took hella loans
Or maybe you just can't afford expensive cologne?
Regardless of the reason nigga leave me alone.

See ion gotta be a gangbanger to be a g
I'm a g, in my street, but ian where murders be
all these murders, never heard em, whenever the police
asking questions, i ain't stressing, im the best they
Ever seen
Jump me, you'll see, there's a reason niggas don't be testin me
Got a beam, mama scream, blood all over 63
Im clean, the police, ask who made this scene?
Imma tell them ion know, out my left eye can't see