Eric B ft. Redline Rese

I'm never pretendin' Just some Young niggas on some old shit Always vintage

I take it all even that brown Paper bag money So blessed And smooth like the homie From Fresh East Coaster

Space player other niggas Playin' poker What can I say It's been a hell of a run

When you playin' like me Sometimes the work ain't done

Not a father but shout out to all My sons Self-made guys on Some double R shit we gon' Ride till we die

The same nigga from schoolin' Story A male worth a game Givin' my niggas the glory

It's only a few that did it Don't Get me on some shit you didn't Form me

I told you never can play a Player Rhyme slayer

It's levels to the club y'all niggas Just don't wanna take the stairs

While we plottin' you fools Tater-tottin' Flow stay Knockin' no way you can stop It

Attractive, addictive, a Victim Came through your Pores, did It seep through your system