"Playground" lyrics
MoneySign Suede & Sada Baby Lyrics
"Playground"
I know they see a young nigga spazzin' out
Bitch, I'm at the bank pretty often, I've been cashin' out, ah
And I'm deep in and I ain't backin' down
I'm in the club with my gun, they don't pat me down
You better come get your mans, this nigga cappin' out
Ayy, I'm making niggas change with this hundred round
Ayy, niggas wanna play, I'm in the playground
In this life you gotta prove that you don't play around
I don't play around, I ain't about to play with you
These niggas be handguns for no reason and they don't never shoot
I'm at the top, but if I flop, I got a parachute
Different incomes, different bags, I'm makin' different moves
And I got screws I'm tryna screw, but they keep gettin' loose
I'm the one makin' news reporters doin' interviews
You gon' see breaking news, my crew is full of goons
We pee expensive piss, we sippin' purple juice
I done finally got my way, she gon' do whatever I say
It's like the bullshit got me dreamin', but I keep a smile on my face
The pain made me who I am, made me who I am today
I'ma give a nigga a middle name, his new middle name is K
We get the baddest hoes, your bitch might be in here
With lame niggas, I don't interfere
I ain't have a place to sleep, I ain't have a meal to eat
Fuck the studio, I got a case I gotta beat
I know they see a young nigga spazzin' out
Bitch, I'm at the bank pretty often, I've been cashin' out, ah
And I'm deep in and I ain't backin' down
I'm in the club with my gun, they don't pat me down
You better come get your mans, this nigga cappin' out
Ayy, I'm making niggas change with this hundred round (With this hundred round)
Ayy, niggas wanna play, I'm in the playground (I'm in it right now, hold up)
In this life you gotta prove that you don't play around (Show up, lil' bitch)
Lil' bitch, I got my quette, me and my ese, them come shoot somethin' (Shoot somethin')
You ain't gon' do nothin'
I just reload my Bostic with a whole new hundred (What else? Hold up)
I'm iced up my double cup, I'm juice huntin'
Nah, drop a nigga like Wockhardt in this Popeye, I got blue money
And listen (Yeah), she just gon' let me fuck tonight (Yeah) 'cause I'm with MoneySign
And make her cook my breakfast in the morning with no sunny side (And what else?)
Percocet's and syrup with my waffles on the muddy side (Ha, huh)
And leave a nigga dead with this yoppa on the bloody side (Ha, bah, ha)
And listen, you can't press us nor check us, beat up stretchin' (You know)
And pockets full of queso, Fresca (Yeah)
We hop out with AK's reckless (Yeah)
Nah, we pop out and make a mess (A mess)
Beam on strap so I can't miss (Can't miss)
A hollow tip go through his chest (His chest)
And send another one through his chin (His chin, listen)
I know they see a young nigga spazzin' out
Bitch, I'm at the bank pretty often, I've been cashin' out, ah
And I'm deep in and I ain't backin' down
I'm in the club with my gun, they don't pat me down
You better come get your mans, this nigga cappin' out
Ayy, I'm making niggas change with this hundred round
Ayy, niggas wanna play, I'm in the playground
In this life you gotta prove that you don't play around
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