XaveOnTheBeat - Don't Play lyrics

[Verse 1: Kix Carter] Told my mama I'ma make it, and I put that on my life Told my mama I'ma make it, two shots, now I'm right I've been waiting on this my whole f**ing life But I think I got proof that there ain't no God Click-click, pop, now the motherf**er ghost Point us to the safe and you better know the code God damn it, I'm impatient, damn it, I've been waitin' Feel it in my soul and you can hear my body achin' I've been waitin' on this day and I've been looking for a way I've been prayin' to this man and I don't know his f**ing name Whoa, turn the hands on the clock back Don't be surprised if we bust back (Why?) 'Cause I never got the chance to say goodbye to my gramps And I think about it every single day If I got the chance, what would I say? I put the pistol to my head just so I can f**ing cope Man, you praying to a God like you think there's f**ing hope If you ever doubted me, crawl your head through the rope If you hating on my team, b**h, I hope you die slow Headed to the top and I think I see the finish [Hook: Kix Carter] b**h, don't play me 'bout my f**ing bidness k** 'em all, don't leave a witness I think I just need more time I'm drowning in my cup, never drowning in my problems Told that b**h to shut up 'cause money my only option [Verse 2: Caskey] Yeah, I ain't praying to a God that I never met You got b**hes on your side and they never wet Man, I'm sort of like Osirus, I never set On the island, you never jet Gotta s** my PJ to get a BJ Swear they gotta do it my way or hit the highway AKA I'm dropping b**hes off in the freeway Still here, and relaxed in a hotel suit with two freaks And my reputation been unscuffed like new sneaks Tell these pussies come and get an issue [?] up a bit about the breakup but it never miss you I'm writing letters from the hideout and selling whiteout Coming from where it ain't safe for ya when it's night out Coming from where when they talk about you, gotta ride out Coming from where all the fake muhf**ers died out, slide out And I ride with my tool, b**h motherf**er Tried to play me like a fool, trust me, he don't want me Got inside the coupe, and the dash say 215, but I don't run I'm not inside a suit, no, I'm in a t-shirt down with the sickness And I k**ed a witness, told her, "b**h..." [Hook: Kix Carter] b**h, don't play me 'bout my f**ing bidness k** 'em all, don't leave a witness I think I just need more time I'm drowning in my cup, never drowning in my problems Told that b**h to shut up 'cause money my only option