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Makin Plays (feat. Jim Jones & Jaquae)

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Bye.

Bye.

I be howling at the moon.

That's what wolves do.

I know you hate my guts So what?

Started with a rollie.

Then I got that AP.

Now I got that Richard Millie.

Ooh, they gonna hate me.

Burned all they britches.

Now they tryna blame me.

Fuck them, they gon' die, bro.

Man, them niggas lazy.

Two K's on me like Kyrie, KD.

Niggas taking cheap shots.

They ain't even crazed me.

Last time I dropped a lot of songs, more than

Man, I'm just getting started I'm about to go crazy I'm on that cash money shit Lil Wayne, baby

The Caucasian is the army, better yet the navy.

I don't entertain them, I let them entertain me.

My dog trigger finger itchy, think he got the rabies.

Always been the truth, it's not a lie in me.

The little homies love me, I'm who they aspire to be.

I get excited when I see a nigga fly it in me.

Don't get mad, get money, get inspired, my G. I try to teach the little homies to be wiser than me.

Stop banging on the internet, don't get indicted, my G.

Exercise, drink water, take your vitamins, G He said, I'm crippin', man, I only fuck with vitamin C

Keep in there, done that, cut that, phone tap, shame shit, just another day.

No fear, no rest, a lot of dough in the bag On my way to make another play, so it's time to get paid, nigga

today niggas stay out my way niggas it's time to get paid niggas today niggas

Stay out my way, nigga.

Stupid.

This ain't no backpack rap.

When I was young, cut in school, I used to backpack gas.

Long time in my life, I don't want to backtrack yet.

Shit, I still hop out the back and make it clap, clap, clap.

Stupid.

I ain't talking about venereos.

My niggas are bushing, bushing like what's the scenario?

Still clutching guns with a rubbed off chariot.

You niggas is too pussy like a pair of hoes The rain's drivin' south, I'm gettin' hair while I whip it You know we make movies, so the hair gettin' slippin' Still know the plug, I need some bread on my brick What have my mom made up till this nigga set the ticket?

Forty grand, that's a-a-a Nigga never slip, I got the plan, that's a-a-a You know there's no limit, silk the shocker, nigga, masterpiece Dip down that mother, then that nigga cop the masterpiece Big farm while I'm passed through the metropolis Keep your glasses on, motherfucker, like the Oculus Keep playing games, this ain't virtual reality Catch me in the ocean, nigga, touch is my reality Been there, done that, cut that phone tap Shame shit, just another day

No fear, no rest, a lot of dough in the bag.

On my way to make another play, so it's time to get mad, nigga.

Yeah, nigga.

Stay out my way, n***a. It's time to get paid, n***a. It's time today, n***a.

Stay out of my way, nigga.

Jacque!

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