Playwright Lyrics

In love wit dollar bills baby

I can't do no date night

I been chasin' after mills lately

Gotta get my cake right

Ima make it out the field safely

Cuz I'm down to spray pipe

Betta duck, cuz they gon kill crazy

Shootas get yo face right

They comin' in the daylight

So you betta grip yo K tight

Know they came to handle business

Hell nahh, they ain't gon play fight

You know G $o the goat

And on the beat, I ain't gon play nice

I get to tellin' stories

Like a muhhfuckin playwright

Member back I was a youngin' on the court

I used to pass and shoot

I grew up out them sports

Just so I could see a pack or too

Start prayin' to the Lord, cuz we was poor

I want a rack or few

Plus I got my sword, when I record

Just to whack a fool

Gon see me all on tour, rappin' chorus

Came from trappin' oouu

Ex bitch hurt my core, she left me sore

And now I'm snappin' boo

Came from doin' chores, slidin' taurus

I been stackin' blues

My brother left me tore, I can't afford

To get caught lackin' dude

You gon see me prevail, not in a cell

Cuz I ain't average

I'm gon be doin' well, not in a jail

You see me stackin' it

The shit I spit be hell, and you can tell

Because I'm rappin' quick

Brodie servin' bells, to mask the smell

You know he wrappin' it

In love wit dollar bills baby

I can't do no date night

I been chasin' after mills lately

Gotta get my cake right

Ima make it out the field safely

Cuz I'm down to spray pipe

Betta duck, cuz they gon kill crazy

Shootas get yo face right

They comin' in the daylight

So you betta grip yo K tight

Know they came to handle business

Hell nahh, they ain't gon play fight

You know G $o the goat

And on the beat, I ain't gon play nice

I get to tellin' stories

Like a muhhfuckin playwright

Pablo since you died

I been out here gettin' yo name lit

Been switchin' up my rhymes

I'm just hopin' I could change shit

Them nights I used to cry, I swear to God

I felt so lame bitch

Thinkin' bout them times, we gettin' high

We smokin' games lit

But I can't even cap

I ain't even smoked a Game since

Been fuckin' wit da trap

I want the money, not no fame shit

Start turnin' up in rap

So them foreigns, I can lane switch

You run up, Ima clap

Lost my brother, so my brain sick

I'm just high off life

Ain't indulgin' in no foolishness

Make sure my people right

Cuz one day we gon be too legit

Make sure they grippin' pipes

If you try it, then that tool'll kick

You gon need you a eulogist

Get hit up, when my shoota pissed

In love wit dollar bills baby

I can't do no date night

I been chasin' after mills lately

Gotta get my cake right

Ima make it out the field safely

Cuz I'm down to spray pipe

Betta duck, cuz they gon kill crazy

Shootas get yo face right

They comin' in the daylight

So you betta grip yo K tight

Know they came to handle business

Hell nahh, they ain't gon play fight

You know G $o the goat

And on the beat, I ain't gon play nice

I get to tellin' stories

Like a muhhfuckin playwright