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skode - playa كلمات أغنية

every morning that i wake up,i be out to make a profit
hungry for deposits,i love when my pockets rocking
f_ck out with that bulllsh_t if it ain’t a mulla topic
i ain’t scr_w_ng with ya’ll,man you don’t got sh_t,still be capping
coz i’m a real playa..it ain’t bout the way i ball
still be on the grind…i got my back against the wall
they said i won’t be sh_t,boy i’m out to prove em wrong
real playas move in silence,they won’t like the way i talk

i been up,i been fiending for l!cks
like a hit i been stuck in the mix
told them haters to get off my d_ck
all that bullsh_t ain’t getting you sh_t
can’t be lacking, i’m out here to ball
phony b_tches they gone when you fall
told that b_tch nah you can’t run it back
when i hit up a l!ck when you gone
you be capping bro f_ck out my face
i’m embarrassed when you in my sp_ce
coz you f_cking content in the dump that you live
it’s appaling,you ain’t got no taste
i’ve been working my ass…..me and the bros,we been locked in for couple of days
you be talking bout bags,homie the only thing i see you bagging is waste
can stay calm man my fingers be twitching
only paper could get me out geekin’
n_ggas ride when it’s only convenient
keep your circle real small like the minions
i been trapped in my head now for weeks
under pressure, i’m stuck in the deep
till i make bands in my sleep
(that’s why…)

boy i been working and scheming a plot
been through a lot, it gon leave with you scars…couple of spots
i done felt like a leopard
stuck on the grind,on the move like a go_kart
not a mediocre that hang on the block
top of my game coz i fiend for the top
how you don’t know the game but you gon act like a playa
simping for b_tches….i got them in flavas
get you some money quit begging for favors
coz n_ggas get sick of that sh_t
you keep on depending,then poverty ready…it gon point you out like a laser
boy i ain’t no trust fund n_gga
that’s why i go hard..cause a rupture n_gga
hit a l!ck, get the whole block turnt n_gga
hit a l!ck, all them hoes rocking with it
man my b_tch know i don’t joke with the bag
slot in the mag…i’m calling the shots
my city a tag, they know who we are
we always on guard…12 spinning the block
quit fumbling the bag, you not a real playa
hoes hitting on me, they know i won’t save ’em
know n_ggas hating…my win like a taser (shock ’em)

- skode

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