Games freestyle...(No Diss) *Lyrics*
Cheated death he got beef wit me now…
I gotta lay low i hear the reaper is out…
i had to make sure i put some seeds in the ground, i heard u reap what u sow…
…every shred of humanity was killed by socials…
its no way to control it if i had tried to send a good message no one would notice…
so u leave me no choice, but to get back on my bullshit…
on my crabs in a barrel…
Nike SB jacket right next to terrence…
shit is more than a logo this is the life that we livin…
i was baking them pies… mac was working at lenox… that was just the beginning we came up… now a nigga too adjusted to winning
i changed up… i don’t even have a problem admitting it i don’t even leave the house..unless i see a benefit i had started something i gotta finish it….
Ski mask flow, the door was closed now I’m breaking an en-ter-ance
back when 50 cent dropped many men i was digging in…
beat repeat pad and pen prepping up for the games we play…
same rappers, same moves… same mistakes…
i can’t remember how it even became this way…
saw the stakes took the stakes and raised the steaks …