[Intro:]
This is an emergency tempo has reached critical level
Yeah 40 in this motherf**er
We got Young Bari in this thang you understand that
We got my n***a Young Stanley Roach Gigz n***a
You feel finna show up and show out on you b**h a** n***as man
You n***a play too much betta listen up man look
[Verse 1:]
Called up ya friends up on facebook the lense is missing
If I take my j**elry to cash for gold I'll probably get a million
Kept it a trillion we went out the trenches of cali
The flat lands and the alleyways we play with them AKs
The monsters they raised up out the V I'm a boss
I start havin steak and lobster with hollandaise sauce
Growing up in that new thang that Louboutin truck
Hella pea in that bu*ter they say I play too much
I see more keys than a Janitor pack more tools than a carpenter
Your b**h want me in her mouth like I'm a throat lozengers
We f**ed on her mama's couch nothing proper
Ratchet little chick I let her slobber
I proposed to my street sign when I was 9
I don't see her as much as I used to but she still mine
I am the ghetto what you thought rewind
b**h my ghetto past can never be declined
f**in with it I'm in it to win it like it's the pin it skys the limit
I'm doing this sh** independent
The landlord not the tenant thinkin bout runnin for senate reinvent it
Been doing this sh** for a minute
[Chorus:]
I ain't gotta say too much caz I'm a real man they play [x2]
You play too much, stop playin wit me playin wit me [x2]
We play too much stop playin with me playin wit me
I play too much, stop playin wit me playin
[Verse 2:]
Y-O-UNG B-A-RI is who I be
I'd rather be no one else
And before I love her amma love myself
So clean but the girls say I'm dangerous
I give yoy numbers to hit they left overs to us
I done been there done that so run that
Why you wanna play with me where the tongue at
You going respect this here I don't need you
Ari ari my dear I live with no fear I live with no doubts
Follow a real one you takin the wrong route
You hurting you never hurting me
I'm who you wanna see, who you wanna be
I don't know what it is but they loving me
I'm never new to this true to this G.O.D
I'm south san fransis I ain't gotta say man you know what it is
I ain't playing with em with em and I think I'm bout to trip
40 my big homie man we handle biz
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Ay unc this sh** bump
All the bubba gump selling d** on the stump
I'm a player and they play too much
Last one in the room neva say too much
Pretty as a flower a bouquet a bunch
I wake up and hussle before ya daily blunt
I ain't acting mulla only thing on my medulla
Hallelujah I'll school I teach ya how to get it
I don't even need the credit forget
Don't sweat all gas in the fast lane fly Bay sh**
And they lookin like a crash plane or a wreck train
I'm one of a kind poking out like a neck vein
Stay here forever like a f**in cement name
Gun Bay repin move with a message the bullsh** can't still me
Peace and love I'm a hippy all gin no whiskey like freshwater p**y
Don't go where's it's fishy hit it one time now this hoe wanna miss me
You playin I'm saying I'm 25 up all night Benny style
Lookin for a betty Booper or Jezzy and the f**in troops
[Chorus]