Decimal ft. J-R3d Lyrics

Hey

Like we hit the loft

Hey

When we running low

Motherfucker wanna play on that side and take your ball

Ball

Motherfucker wanna play, run outside and break some laws

Laws

Motherfucker wanna play on that side, go take your ball

Ball

Motherfucker hating on that side and that's their loss

Loss, said

Motherfucker wanna play outside, try and take your ball

Ball

Motherfucker wanna run outside, go and break some laws

Laws

Motherfucker wanna play on that side, go take your ball

Ball

Motherfucker hating on that side, that's all their loss

Loss

No other nigga will dictate which way this brain fixate

I could cause big pain

Six ways over six states

Me and personalities lookin like the six pains

When I'm in the booth it's impossible to miss aim

I be spazzing off the page even writing on the seam

I could play the good or bad I'll let you pick the theme

Y'all really make me laugh swear these niggas from a meme

I stay moving past doing shit behind the scenes

Every track a hit when I punch in

Black the fuck out like make up on a grunge kid

Bars are my lunch bitch you know I get em' done quick

Hun sit this my turn to run shit I just had dunkin'

Aye

I be going hard i forget to take a break

I live in the gym nigga all I do is train

Working in the dark I don't see the light of day

Known from the start i could do anything

When I'm court it's unfair to play

Y'all not on my level get the fuck out the way

Motherfucker wanna play on that side and take your ball

Ball

Motherfucker wanna play, run outside and break some laws

Laws

Motherfucker wanna play on that side, go take your ball

Ball

Motherfucker hating on that side and that's their loss

Loss, said

Motherfucker wanna play outside, try and take your ball

Ball

Motherfucker wanna run outside, go and break some laws

Laws

Motherfucker wanna play on that side, go take your ball

Ball

Motherfucker hating on that side, that's all their loss

Loss

Erase you like a fucking loss

Go place you back in paradox

You been on my fucking nerve

Got me exhausted

Damn, so absurd

That decimal can cure your hurt so we go back at that first

No rap arounds

No hand outs and all your lows have been shown

No fighting your demons, to me they the stalkers

The naggers and talkers

The over achievers

Little drop out or graduated don't matter to me

What matters your attitude keep it on beat

Fuck who is me?

Fuck who is we?

Did y'all ever meet?

I'm sorry to say

Y'all all in my way, got too many people in my motherfucking face

About to spazz on that decimal

Make out the pay

This the hold up, plot twist

Y'all awake?