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Lyrics
[Chorus] Nigga, don't go fallin' for the tricks Nothing good'll come to you When all up in the mix Money, gold, and women's What you're writin' on your list Question if what you're losin' Is more important than the risk This life is a bitch Gotta anticipate the switch I'm questioning if Love and loyalty really exist It feels that way When paper's comin' in Hand over fist I wonder if this shit Comes to an end Will you be missed? [Verse] Uhh! Can't appreciate where you are Too busy thinkin' Where you'd rather be Things are changin' And walls are closin' In on you rapidly Focus on the win The bag overpowers the agony Don't let nobody with bad energy Charge your battery Bonds that broke Ain't even sad to me That's how it had to be Armory for all the savagery Who wants a tragedy? Beat the reaper two times to this day Hard to imagine three Compliments from haters flatter me That backhand's Agassi Can't change a fuckin' thing Stupid to dwell on yesterday You'll get liquor poison Before you drink the stress away Coppers still wreck your day Came a long way from pepper spray… Still workin' We never straight Made man from a featherweight There's always issues They're careful When pickin' party options Groupies blendin' in Way too old to be posse hoppin' Claim that I'm lackin' this 24 I'm surprised he's watchin'… Mindful when plannin' your parade 'Cause Kamikaze's droppin' [Chorus] Nigga, don't go Fallin' for the tricks Nothing good'll come to you When all up in the mix Money, gold, and women's What you're writin' on your list Question if what you're losin' Is more important than the risk This life is a bitch Gotta anticipate the switch I'm questioning if Love and loyalty really exist It feels that way When paper's comin' in Hand over fist I wonder if this shit Comes to an end Will you be missed? [Verse] You feel like You don't give a fuck? Well, I don't give one either Days won't wait for no one Time will make you a believer Gotta a stab plate on my chest and back Learned that lesson from Caesar... When you can't provide for people's When they message you at leisure And it happens More than often now I guess it's a procedure I can see through words Ain't gotta be a Open book to read ya All my numbers Had to switch up No more lies on my receiver There's flaws in every human Shit, don't idolize me either Now time feels like it's racin' No more room to be complacent You watch your chance Fly right by you When planning moves too patient Vultures, snakes, and gorillas The animals you're caged with Attention-seekers leeching You're a slave to your engagement Know who to play with? The roof will cave in This game'll have you hallucinatin' Close friends are lookin' like enemies The illusion's basic This land is rigged for the upper No tellin' who can change it They want you in jail Bands from Chanel Reduce the bracelets [Chorus] Nigga, don't go Fallin' for the tricks Nothing good'll come to you When all up in the mix Money, gold, and women's What you're writin' on your list Question if what you're losin' Is more important than the risk This life is a bitch Gotta anticipate the switch I'm questioning if Love and loyalty really exist It feels that way When paper's comin' in Hand over fist I wonder if this shit Comes to an end Will you be missed? 'Cause I ain't convinced
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Credits
- Writers
- Lloyd Banks
- Mr. Authentic