Callon B - Playing lyrics

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Callon B - Playing lyrics

[Chorus: Callon B] I told you I been murdering beats (But they think I'm playin) They nervous when I step on the scene (But they think I'm playin) I'm the one they hurtin to be (But they think I'm playin) Word on the street, they think I'm playin Man I'm sayin Not the one you wanna f** with I'm the one you wanna f** with The one you wanna f** with, they think I'm playin x2 [Verse 1: Callon B] I've been contemplating bout my competition sh** puts me in an odd position They all just wanna be down and I just off the b**hes Stop the b**hin Blunts hittin like head on collision You can't get high with the team, you ain't got permission Got Your Back that's real sh** on my grind but I don't skate no more No doubt you gon feel this I see why they wanna play me for That ganja pack get real lit (hoe) Know they gonna steal this (flow) I'm on my way that's on my name I'm off the chain I'm a ill pit Been waiting on my day for to long I ain't gon wait no mo Go ahead call me a name, it ain't gon stain my soul I done took more sh** than you talkin Till they see the whites in my sockets And they lay me down in my coffin Ima do it like there ain't no option, uh So who's stoppin us? I'm splittin gars and droppin guts You ain't droppin bombs you ain't dropped ya nuts Y'all floppin duds I'm poppin subs Attention b**h, I'm coppin some They want it to they hoppin up I shut em down I ain't got enough Not my fault they ain't as hot as us [Chorus: Callon B] [Verse 2: Cooley Rashad] I'm not the one you wanna f** with them shots fly better duck quick Green inside that red pack now that's Milwaukee Buck sh** Got a good life and it's bad to, k** sh**? I'd be glad to Murder beats with Callon B that's homicide body bags to P-A-D-U-C-A-H That's where I'm from and that's where I claim Northside so when the body's drop yall already know the f**ing name Competing with lames it's a damn shame somebody better come get me Got a small circle don't play games like a X-Box 360 Gold plates on my left wrist leave em pissed Better recognize what the f** time it is Like a athlete to a mother f**in DIP charge In other words n***a I don't play for sh** Been grinding all damn day, been grinding all damn day Roll with me or get rolled over b**h get the hell out of my way This real sh** it's not a game to us I play for keeps and that's dangerous Smoke gasoline and I'm flaming up Flow transformation I'm changing up Trynna pop bottle and not sprite Gotta jab left if this hook right Thats punch line after punch line I compared a song to a f**ing fight [Chorus: Callon B]