This is a song about "Im not playing"

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

No not really, im not a tough guy,

So now you can mourn for your fam while im back home playing cod ghosts all day,

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

Since im not suspect, im still a suspect

Bitch niggas be afraid to speakwe the last ones left

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Im not getting up because im counting sheep

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

I'm not playing, i might as well be making a bomb

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Cause its not a game when you playing with elites

Bonjour the broke, whole squad abroad

Cuz im not giving any thought