No Games

Album: single release only (2013)
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  • Can't play no games with these niggas
    Can't play no games with these hoes
    They treat us like the Goodfellas everywhere that we go
    No games, no games

    Can't play no games with these niggas
    Can't play no games with these hoes
    They treat us like the Goodfellas everywhere that we go
    No games, no games

    The world is yours, I got them calling me Tony
    Double M on the top, nigga we bigger than Sony
    If you step on my toes, I write your name on my wall
    He claim that he a soldier, fold up a flag for his momma
    I've got gold in my blood, born a son of a king
    I'm as real as they come, oh it's a wonderful dream
    On the phone Farrakhan gave me my first Quran
    We joined hands, said a prayer, may Allah bless the don
    Ain't nowhere to run, already sold out the seats
    We been them niggas, better go ask them freaks
    Lipstick on my cheeks, extortion all through my vows (my vows)
    They say it's suspicious all this money I found
    Go give me the crown, you niggas been in denial
    We the hottest niggas out, my nigga Kanye'll vouch
    The devil in a dress, Rozay in the chest
    Push it to the limit it's a OG in the flesh
    Countach on the prowl Lamborghinis I fiend
    Ferrari addiction bitch it's a wonderful thing
    I need me a needle cause Double R like to lean
    Mastermind on the way, top of 2014

    Can't play no games with these niggas
    Can't play no games with these hoes
    They treat us like the Goodfellas everywhere that we go
    No games, no games

    Can't play no games with these niggas
    Can't play no games with these hoes
    They treat us like the Goodfellas everywhere that we go
    No games, no games

    Petticoat is in that Rafe, heard her say I look like steak
    All these fuckin' ass fish, nigga take a look at my face
    I was never known for rentin', nah, gon' and take a look at my plate
    Paper taggin' when I I mash, glide, do it like a nigga on skates
    I don't even think they see me, hoes disappear, Houdini
    I get what I wanna, you would think I own a genie
    If I ain't on my corner, probably on your TV
    Pimping these hoes like Joseline, "why you do that Stevie?"
    Play no games with these bitches, they treat me like I'm Tony
    I put cheese on you rats, get hit with that macaroni
    Bout them collard greens all these rappers be acting phony
    You sold your soul for some food and went broke, now you salty
    You want your cornbread?
    Give me that, give me that, niggas that's old bread
    Spending that, flipping that, get it back with my old heads
    Small face hundred, my nigga we call that more bread
    You don't want me goin' in!

    Can't play no games with these niggas
    Can't play no games with these hoes
    They treat us like the Goodfellas everywhere that we go
    No games, no games

    Can't play no games with these niggas
    Can't play no games with these hoes
    They treat us like the Goodfellas everywhere that we go
    No games, no games

    Niggas talking reckless, but they barely moving records
    Niggas talking Rayful, but can't even move a pebble
    Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
    Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
    They shooting at whoever
    Look, I ain't tryna be no killer
    But I know I got beaucoup of 'em that's with me
    D'Ussé on that Rémy, quit 'em if they linger
    You get them Jordan feet, I give these hoes Mutumbo fingers
    Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
    Too raw for these niggas
    Wale Folarin, I'm playing them all
    Like A-Rod to these niggas
    And I pick 'em apart with that flow
    And my car beyond what y'all drove
    And I got a few top optional, every night is Marti Gras, ho!
    And I heard your boy this scared ho
    So we down in Florida yo, we ain't playing no more
    I'm finna bully you artists, being Incognito Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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