[Intro]

They say to play with a man's money is to play with a man's life

And to play with a man's life means you playin' with your life

And like that nigga face say

Motherfucker, play with your life, motherfucker

[Verse 1]

Nah-nah-nah

If it's a cost to be a boss I be hustlin' high

Without a doubt I'm in and out through my puzzling eyes

You can see I, through chain promise

Predicted but it gets wicked for real

I'm back up on the hill ho

Hollerin' if you ever play the game you know

The love I'm speakin' of

Face to face they wanna analyze young thug

Bone in it, swung in it

Don't get it about my papers, see I

Money makes the caper, money makes 'em player hate ya

So watch your back, but there's your aphrodisiac

Cognac and fast sex, ol' black ass nigga you

Nigga who? Really, really wanna

If they catch you when sleepin' you's a gonna

Boo-ya! Stuck off in a corner

Perpendicular, perplexed, and paralyzed

From the waist down, you shoulda recognized

Don't make me tie-tie you

My nigga, thank you!

But if you ever disrespect me I'ma bank you!

Nigga ha-ha, that's how the games goes

I'm in the same clothes I wore yesterday

Tryin' to take the stress away

Smokin' on some hey-hey

My nigga then, whatchoo wanna do?

I got more love than in our lives, so it's on you

To the east, that beat

My nigga be, hey, nigga

[Chorus]

When you tryin' to get your grip pull it off

When them niggas set trippin' boy pull it off

When you ain't got no confetti and your palms is gettin' sweaty

Get your whole clique ready to pull it off

[Verse 2]

Now even though shit ain't worked out, how a nigga discussed it

Ain't no sense in sittin' around lookin' broke and disgusted

Mama told me there'd be days like this

She also told me ain't got time to sit and cry like no bitch

That's for phonies

If you have to, you have to nigga make that bitch bleed

If they had love for thugs, they know the thug in me

Now look here, blood, I ain't your Pappy

Don't care 'bout you bein' unhappy

All that whinin' like a bitch gonna make me slap ya

(Punk motherfucker)

Utilities and rental fees, all this killin' stressin'

False promises just like I figured get you disconnected

Time to let it go, it ain' the first but I know it's comin'

Any nigga in my way I'm straight dumpin'

Time for a T.K.O. fa' sho, it's just your stack

They already on the floor, I'm already at the bank

What you can't think

Two loaves of a bread and two sticks of butter

Equals four niggas deader than a motherfucker

But the bills paid

[Chorus]

When you tryin' to get your grip pull it off

When them niggas set trip boy pull it off

When you ain't got no confetti and your palms is gettin' sweaty

Get your whole clique ready to pull it off

When you tryin' to get your grip nigga pull it off

When them niggas set trip boy pull it off

When you ain't got no confetti and your palms is gettin' sweaty

Get your whole clique ready to pull it off

[Verse 3]

Now get your grip nigga, shiver and moan

Gain the strength to be strong and I'm gone when the rope swings

Wish is to sling everything off attempting to grasp

Anything come false on this money-makin' path

They put my back to the wall

If I fall dark skies, eternal light if I rise

Ride, nigga, with a hop

'Cause now they all around with they gaze on

Tryin' maze a nigga life watchin' through the strife

Struggle and fight, the plight to excel

Got me gainin', nigga ain't fall time aimin'

At the box, straight headshots

Throw them all at you, get it?

At the rope, I shall rip at your throat 'til the hole broke

I got a thick special cream if you know what I mean

In a country full of junkies and river queens

Runnin' around this beyotch with the pipe in they mouth

I don't know why, but time tryin' to put moms in the house

[Verse 4]

Here comes that five-ten walkin'

Black man nigga staller

Everywhere I go gotta pack my forty-four revolver

I'm a baller, that's tryin' to protect my paper from them haters

All you ignorant and nasty ways, it'll never make ya greater

It'll break ya, plus take you for a nigga where you live

So pay attention to life, don't get it wrong

There's a chance you might get killed

On the real my nigga, watch your everyday move 'cause these niggas wanna see you lose

But me, myself, and I

Ever since the day of birth gotta pay my dues

Gotta watch them food stamps, livin' in trailer life

Gotta head up the righteous path

They got niggas committin', even tried to play me out

But I leave them all left to style

From what I see in society, sell niggas a dream

Get the peaches and cream, but it ain't all that it seems

Tryin' to tell you my nigga that you can trust in this song

From the day you're here, then the next day you're gone