quentin miller - games freestyle... (no diss) lyrics
[intro]
yeah, yeah
push what up?
[verse]
cheated death, he got beef with me now
i gotta lay low, i hear the reaper is out
i had to make sure i put some seeds in the ground
i heard you reap what you sow
every shred of humanity was k!lled by the socials
its no way to control it
if i had tried to send a good message no one would notice
so you leave me no choice but to get back on my bullsh-t
on my crabs in a barrel
nike sb jacket, standin’ right next to terrence
sh-t is more than a logo, this is the life that we living
i was baking them pies, mac was working at lenox
that was just the beginning, we came up
now a n-gg- too adjusted to winning, i changed up
i don’t even have a problem admitting it
i don’t even leave the house unless i see a benefit
i had started something, i gotta finish it
ski mask flow, the door was closed
now i’m breaking an en-ter-ance
back when 50 cent dropped “many men” i was digging in
beat repeat pad and pen prepping up for the games we play
same rappers, same moves and the same mistakes
i can’t remember how it even became this way
saw the stakes, took the stakes then raised the stakes
motherf-cker
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