GARREN - Playin Fair lyrics

[Produced by Smoko Ono & GARREN] [Intro: Towkio] Oooh 'Bout to bust it [Verse 1: Towkio] I said "Oooh!" I swear we taking it over And I stepped in this b**h and They feel I'm fresh out a coma I swear these b**hes 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 weed 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 b**h 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 [Hook (X4)] We ain't playin' fair, no We ain't playin' fair We ain't playin' fair, no We ain't playin' fair [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 b**h 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 k**ed 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 sh** Shangri La like a bando Yeah my new sh**, my true sh** That sh** 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 cla**es They just couldn't understand us I'm saying oooh b**h 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 [Hook (X4)]