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dj beye - ain't playing no more كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
tired of being broke my n-gg-..
that’s a fact..
trying to get our bandz up..
that’s a fact
you know how we rockin n-gg-..

[verse 1]
all i need is money homey… tell me what you need
i got future kids to feed, and this money is what i need and-

graduated, sn-tching purses, ain’t that much to phase me
sn-tching purses use to really keep me outta dept, an…

momma told me what u wanna.. do, when you grow up?
i just wanna grind, and i don’t wanna stop-

looking back, how stupid, the stupid decisions was, n-gg-
i could’ve been a baller like that n-gg- julian newman

now i’m walking around paranoid, with this strap on my waste
its real in the field… bruh its not safe-

”should of stayed in school homey
but them streets got you f-cked up”
n-gg-s gotta learn, that i ain’t the one to f-ck with-

sense a n-gg- got jumped n-gg-.. right after school n-gg-
i never been the same, bruh i swear i could k!ll a n-gg-..

-homey point em out, n-gg- an he’ll be dead by tomorrow
an that’s on god bruh…
f-ck em an his whole clique bruh…

[hook](2x)
if the homey want beef, n-gg-, he’ll dead tomorrow
an that’s god bruh, n-gg-s ain’t playing no more

if the homey wanna fight, n-gg-, he’ll dead tomorrow
an that’s god bruh, cause n-gg-s ain’t fighting no more

if the homey want ”smoke”, n-gg-, he’ll dead tomorrow
an that’s god bruh, cause n-gg-s ain’t playing no more

if the homey want beef, n-gg-, he’ll dead tomorrow
an that’s god bruh, n-gg-s ain’t playing no more..

[verse 2]
bruh i done sliced a n-gg- in the throat… n-gg- started choking
i wish i decapitated the n-gg-…
”it would’ve been pleased me” (deep voice)..

hang his head on a spear, like they did in ancient times
n-gg- i’m a warrior, an i just took yo life b-tch

i’m a young n-gg-, 18 with a body count
naw i’m just playing, cause i know them feds watching… (sh-t)

stupid rappers snitching on them selves, like my ”og” said
-once you go stupid…. a’int no more going back n-gg-..

born in 1999, last of the 90’s babies
i’m finna make a way, bruh i’m finna make it count n-gg-..

born to win n-gg-, never born to lose n-gg-, imma win n-gg-
imma get this money real soon n-gg-!

-bruh i’m committed to this rap sh-t… its my dedication homey
finna start balling like that n-gg- ball lamelo

flexing on these haters cause i’m just that young ”fellow”
with a dream n-gg-…not no martin luther king n-gg-…

[hook](2x)
if the homey want beef, n-gg-, he’ll dead tomorrow
an that’s god bruh, n-gg-s ain’t playing no more

if the homey wanna fight, n-gg-, he’ll dead tomorrow
an that’s god bruh, cause n-gg-s ain’t fighting no more

if the homey want ”smoke”, n-gg-, he’ll dead tomorrow
an that’s god bruh, cause n-gg-s ain’t playing no more

if the homey want beef, n-gg-, he’ll dead tomorrow
an that’s god bruh, n-gg-s ain’t playing no more..

[bridge]
money….
power…
respect…

on god bruh..

that’s the world we live in homey..
-chuckles-
ya either get wit it, or get lost… feel me…
1090 n-gg-….
you know how we rockin’ n-gg-….

[verse 3]
i swear it’s going down man theirs room for a hitta
to many failed the test, ain’t no room for a quitter..

i swear these people think i care about them or their feelings
only thing that i care bout is grinding to this chicken…

why you trying to smile, like we cool?
you a phony..
why you trying to give me dap now?
you a phony..

ain’t you try to set me up? back in high school?
you a opp, that’s a fact, you ain’t never been cool..

keep wasting all your time.. trying to make me sign that deal.. (deal)
i can’t trust a soul, man it’s real in the field..

these n-gg-s think i’m dumb, trying to set me up. you stupid
ain’t got time for no ”b-tch”, what you thought i was ”cupid”?

be careful where you put your d-ck at.. these thots the devil..
these stupid b-tches tried to dig my man’s with that shovel..

these b-tches think i’m dumb, trying to set me up? you stupid
ain’t got time for no head n-gg-…
cause this sh-ts real in the field n-gg-..

[hook](2x)
if the homey want beef, n-gg-, he’ll dead tomorrow
an that’s god bruh, n-gg-s ain’t playing no more

if the homey wanna fight, n-gg-, he’ll dead tomorrow
an that’s god bruh, cause n-gg-s ain’t fighting no more

if the homey want ”smoke”, n-gg-, he’ll dead tomorrow
an that’s god bruh, cause n-gg-s ain’t playing no more

if the homey want beef, n-gg-, he’ll dead tomorrow
an that’s god bruh, n-gg-s ain’t playing no more..

and that’s on god bruh…

- dj beye

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