Playin' Both Sides ft. Crisis & Doza the Drum Dealer Lyrics

It takes patience to win

Took a loss then

I'll make it again

I can see it on their faces

They hating again

Dirty money out the dryer

I'm just making it rinse

Got robbed for his jewels

What a chain of events

Where your opps at

I'm taking offense

Where your block at

Everybody drilling on songs

Now where your chop at

Recording all on the live

We are not that

Clean sweep

Sticks and brooms

Then put the mops back

Dirty

Kingpin and so

The weight selling

Tan with the Blondie too

That's Faith Evans

Time in the box

I seen it break felons

My gunna's in court

But trust they ain't telling

All day repping

I'm not for the mentions

Opps in the trenches

Shots hit appendix

Need doctors forensics

The gang gon slide

All my day ones stepping

Ain't no playing both sides

Made it through the rain

And too many cold nights

It's a beautiful thing

When a flip go right

He ain't reaching

For the blick

He just want to go live

Doing too much

For the gram

That's the shit

We don't like

Yeah that's the shit

We don't like

Yeah that's the shit

We don't like

Nah nigga nah

You either this or that

Can't be playing both sides

Off the curb

Your bird powder her beak

No more

Twenty three and one

And three showers

A week

God willing

Psalm spilling

The trap Bob Dillon

Y'all gossip

I'm plotting on something

With high ceilings

My soul's Ebenezer

Blood been in the freezer

Crack the corner of the joint

See disco fever

Glistening like Keisha

Christ risen on Easter

Light up his legs

Turn his jeans

To Evisu

Please leave the booth

You light

Miso soup

Bleed ya troops

Till you abide

Release the loot

I teach the youth movement

Keep them out

Of a sentence

Money is the motive

My young

Never attention

A killer in your comments

But blood was never shed

You ain't never paint a wall

Over something that was said

Animals appear loving

When all of them

Are fed

And two niggas

Can keep a secret

When one of them are dead

Made it through the rain

And too many cold nights

It's a beautiful thing

When a flip go right

He ain't reaching

For the blick

He just wanna go live

Doing too much

For the gram

That's the shit

We don't like

Yeah that's the shit

We don't like

Yeah that's the shit

We don't like

Nah nigga nah

You either this or that

Can't be playing both sides