paroles de chanson Playtime - BK

Look, when shit get real
Bryan get realer
I outplay my cards
No, I outplay the dealer
I out-hustle niggas
I'm trying to get richer
It's one thing being broke
I'm trying to change the picture

And rearrange figures
Playing with the commas
I rearrange fingers
Boy, you don't want no drama
I rearrange my mindset for the good karma
In return, y'all get the real me back
Teaching these kids how I could be selling that crack
Living at AC, living by the pass
No, man, I couldn't do that
So, I'm right here with y'all, selling this real rap, man
That's real rap
My facts and my raps
I try not to lie
I give it up to God
That's the way I reply
But people coming from every angle and every side
But I would never hide
I'm standing here with the pride
Saying they could never, ever take me alive

I'm doing what I want, I'm a big dog
I got a couple people mad at me, pissed off
I'm getting older, but I'm balling like Chris Paul
I'm making moves like Rich Paul
Doing shit legal, but it's still "fuck the law"
I can't forget that they ram it on my shit, dog
I lost it all, but I bounce back like wall ball

Thinking I will fall off, nigga, never that
Get ready to past it, after you copy that
Yeah, holla back on fours, that's a hit at y'all
If I want, I could really get rid of y'all
So fast like expeditiously
I'm Shannon Sharpe mixed with Mr. T
I'm on that Black & Mild with some Hennessy
I'm done cooking up, throw away the recipe
I made extra cheese, I need a extra visa
Sitting here, painting a picture of Mona Lisa
They don't get it, what get it don't even get it Eva
Being this hot, like way beyond the fever
Can't pull me off, unless you throw me in the freezer
I am Goku to all of you Freezas
Y'all gonna need Jesus, y'all gonna need Allah
When it comes to rap, man, I am the top charter
It ain't for the money, 'cause I been had the dollar
I do it 'cause I feel like I'm harder
Grown man shit and you are just a toddler
Catch 'em in the club like "Get these niggas bottles"
And baby bed too, way beyond your curfew
I birth you

These critics go and try to compare me to who?
Just remind 'em, I'm me
Take this step in my shoes, yeah
You was made to win, you really that dude
I went hard in the pain
Just to get me some food