Child's Play Lyrics

(if Jon Jon on the beat, you know them dogs fin to eat)

A master of one be a great to so many

Sensei to these niggas, I show them no pity

He hit for two- five but I doubled for fifty

I come from M, where we run up your chimney

Bitch looking for love but I do not have any

If trust go in love, then that shit ain't for many

I'm drowning my sorrows with liquor

The potions so strong that it really be kicking my kidney

They say I got problems, I know what about

I reason with God, fuck a therapy couch

I talk to a hoe and I give her the real, my trauma no reason she opened her mouth

She forcing it in while I'm taking it out

She falling in love but I think she want clout

I'm back to step one, damn I got problem on problems, my nigga let's figure this out

If I let you down, please don't go away

Don't get too upset, seen my wildest ways

I'm loading my rounds, know my Nine gone spray

I'm not with the games, pass my childish days

Don't play with me, play with me, play with me

I walk around a with that K on me

These nigga, they talking, they make believe

I leave them walking with shaky knees

I'm winning, they hate to see

Top got a vacancy

Fuck out my way if you playing, go take a seat

Ain't wasting no time cause my niggas don't wait for me

Ain't liking my pricing, these niggas can't pay for me

When it come to a list, it ain't nan nigga head of me

My dawgs in the fight and we reaching new pedigrees

If one swing, I promise that shit it's whatever he on

But I swore I would work on a better me

I walk with that heavy thang

Leaking like petty change

Have them real sad in the mirror like desi bank

Baby I make it rain

You can have everything

Diamonds and pearls but there is no wedding ring

Not too proud to beg but I'm to g to plead

These battles left scars where the sympathy leave

Ambition one thing but they drowning in greed

Little niggas in school but think guns all they need

Thirteen caught a body, you seen a life leave

Stone face in the ground, he could barely breathe

A God in his hood but inside he is weak

A struggle for power, might tell me like Zeke

I got them

She got them

We got them

They got them

Gang got them, that nigga shook

Ain't never renigged but I'm leaving with books

She watching me move and she seeing me cook

I gave her the Que and she throwing the hooks

Excited little thot, how the fuck do you look

How the fuck do you look

Excited little thot, how the fuck do you look

If you love her, don't bring her, that bitch can get took

Shoutout to young scooter, I know how to jug

Finessing the game, mane I'm bringing the goods

This P got a masters, I make them say uh!