CHILD'S PLAY ft. Jero & Dreamer Isioma Lyrics

I ain't ask to be here

Won't just let me be must be a fee to get some peace here

But I won't lie if he here then ima let him have it

He could do some goofy shit y'all got his back might even pat it

And I've had it up to here with y'all inferior brains

Ima disappear without a warning

Peep that you been Tryna test my patience need to steer in yo lane

I can start to feel the hatred forming

That's gone wake a side of Jero you don't wanna see

You don't wanna be around or you don't wanna keep

If I was you I'd probably mind the business meant for me

Mean business meant for you whatever help you sleep

All I know is when I blow I bet not hear a peep

Cuz y'all won't get a dime go head and fucking weep

Remember all the shit you said but I know talk is cheap

I'm the bad Apple stay in battle w my tree

I can't see a thing soldier in the street

I swear my mind my only enemy

Keep me on my feet help me fall asleep

Hold me down

See its stormin when I pour it, my heart is liquified

I been inside with the shades closed

But best believe I reach and read between the rainbows

We used to hang out and now you got a halo fuck satan on the celly

Assume asterisk tryna pass time catch me lookin where the ass is

The things I imagine parental supervision disapprove

I disappear in the pussy

Freeze tag consequence I'm just hoping she over look me

Last left in the lion race

Another day to hunt another high to chase

Long as I make it in time for the hour of magic

Sidetrack my thought train the power of madness

Magenta hues light it puff puff it and pass it

Put it in the L roll tuck it with passion

And when the plane land I don't see reality checks

Niggas gettin board quick to pick a piece like chess

I can't see a thing soldier in the street

I swear my mind my only enemy

Keep me on my feet help me fall asleep

Hold me down

We tell em slide out here but leave ya boyfriend at lone

Locked in ya line hit me back on my bat phone

Ditching from the group just to investigate the backbone

Consider this is a paper you know those don't last long

In the field dropping laterals see the hideaway is under sun

He got nine on the stand I'm coming second to none

Take you outta the picture already to run

But we can think about it later when the fin is fun