Play the game nigga
I bring the heat like the
Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes
In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.
So while you worry about the hoes
The more battles the better the flows
We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between
To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team
Down the street to the car,
Ay yo you wonder who i are
Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla
Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the
Malia family, we the family
The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly
And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her
Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,
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