Playin Fair

Oooh

'Bout to bust it

[Verse 1: Towkio]

I said "Oooh!"

I swear we taking it over

And I stepped in this ******* and

They feel I'm fresh out a coma

I swear these ******* be choosin'

But I know I'm the chosen

I mean this flow is so static

Get shocked you get any closer

I drop the lean in mimosas

Put my **** in diplomas

And my body got marks - I'm art

I swear this the MOMA

I get that soft as a sofa

And flip it hard as a rock

No Smith, I need me a Jada

I might just kick it with Jaden

I see the future like That's So Raven

I know what I know

I don't know 'bout no Orioles

But I know 'bout them O's

And I know 'bout folks in the most and

Dressed up with hoodies and straps and

They come and kick down your door and

Won't need no warrant for that

And I'm a brother of father

And my nephew we growing

My mama, she always working

Finally got a promotion

And every day yeah she text me

She call me, tell me she love me

I told her "Mama don't worry

I'm try'na get to this money"

And I ain't got no homies

Man I only got family

Talking Victor and Chano

Joey, and Chukwu, and Dally

We used to whip in the Caddy

Until that ******* got impounded

Now we get high in Cali

We taking flights over mountains

And them my bros, I got 'em

Yeah I swear that I got 'em

From the city of Gotham

Who knew this garden would blossom

I remember concrete court

Ball like Vince Carter

Them shots on me to the head

You can talk with the body

We ain't playin' fair, no

We ain't playin' fair

We ain't playin' fair, no

We ain't playin' fair ×3

[Verse 2: Joey Purp]

I got a cup with a cup in it

And a sprite with some stuff in it

And a pocket with pills in it

And a mind full of dreams in it

And a bed with my ******* in it

And the world at my finger tips

Now we came a long way

From that cup with some lean in it

And I only got homies

No I only got family

Scratch that, I only got hitters

Get you killed for a Camry

Try'na go from grams to a Grammy

Try'na go from pack into packed shows

Try'na get a brick from Rick Rubin

*******t Shangri La like a bando

Yeah my new *******t, my true *******t

That *******t be so off the handle

Uber black cars pick up my black friends

With black cards, they rap stars

I'm talking Victor and Chano

Tried to stop us and ban us

They kick us out of all our classes

They just couldn't understand us

I’m saying oooh

******* I feel like we taking over

Trying to rob the game blind

Ray Charles, Ray Liotta

This feel like when Vince Carter

Ball with Tracy McGrady

I show up to your fist fight

With a dirty .380

We ain't playin' fair, no

We ain't playin' fair

We ain't playin' fair, no

We ain't playin' fair × 3