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towkio - playin fair lyrics

[produced by smoko ono & garren]

[verse 1: towkio]
i said “oooh!”
i swear we taking it over
and i stepped in this b-tch and i feel fresh out a coma
i swear these b-tches be choosin’
but i know i’m the chosen
i mean this flow is so static
get shocked if you get any closer
i dropped the lean in [?]
i put my weed in diplomas
then my body got marts, i’m art
i swear this the moma
i get as soft the sofa
and flip it hard as a rock
no smith, i need me a jada
i might just kick you a jaden
i see the future like that’s so raven
and i know what i know
i don’t know ’bout know oreos, but i know bout them o’s
and i know ’bout [?] in the [?]
dressed up with hoodies and straps
they come kick down your door and won’t need no warrant for that
and i’m a brother of father, then my nephew we growing
my mama, she always working and 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 trying to get to this money”
and i ain’t got no homies
man i only got family
talking vic there and chano, joey, chukwu, and dally
we used to whip in the caddy until that b-tch got a impounded
now we get high in cali
we taking flights over mountains
and my bros, i got ’em
yeah i swear 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 to the [?]

[hook (x4)]
we ain’t playin’ fair, no
we ain’t playin’ fair, no
we ain’t playin’ fair, no
we ain’t playin’ fair, no

[verse 2: joey purp]
i got a cup with a cup in it
and some 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-tch it
and the world at my finger tips
now we came along way from that cup with some lean in it
and i only got homies
no i only got family
scratch that, i only got hennessy
get you killed for a camry
try’na go from [?] to a grammy
trying to go from pack into p-ssion
trying to get a brick from rick ruben
shangri la like a bando
yeah my new sh-t, my true sh-t be sore off the handle
uber black cars pick up my black friends with blakas, they rap stars
i’m talking victor and chano
trying to stop us in [?]
they kick us out of all our cl-sses
they just couldn’t understand us
i’m saying ooooh
b-tch i feel like we taking over
trying to rob the game [?]
this feel like when vince carter ball with tracy mcgrady
i show her [?] with a dirty 380

- towkio lyrics

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