This is a song about "Players break people s hearts"

People say i'm crazy and insane and try to break my stride,

Fucked your broad cause my game tight, sit ringside at the main fight

Just maxin, relaxing, and rippin faggots hearts

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

Plastic hearts turn to plastic souls.

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

People say i'm crazy and insane and try to break my stride,

But the ballers and the players, i ain’t living like that,

I ride with them boys in the middle of the map

So many kind words few kind hearts

All on the furniture with no regards

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Enforce, i'm elegant and