Playoffs

It's like I can't take a day off I been out here in the field working under the lights just like the playoffs I just keep stacking up my bread cuz I know one day this shit gone pay off And I can't let a nigga check me cuz one thing for certain I came to play ball I swear them shots y'all taking way off The hardest thing is coming back from depression A broken heart and damaged mind is a dangerous weapon Some people, fake the love, tell you lies and they stretch it Others love you more than life but they don't know how to stress it I hit the booth, I grab the mic and I bless it Tryna eat up off yo mans , you just blocking ya blessings I won't ever come in last I'm a winning contestant And if I feel some typa way, it won't take long to address it Every time she hit my phone, she want the same thing Roll up the za and grab a bottle but she can't hang We can link 100 times won't be ya main thing Cuz At the end of the day she fucking on gang gang Last thing I wanna do is have to stress you You stick around and hold it down then imma bless you But if you cross me and you fall then I won't catch you Damn I wish you were the same as when I met you It's like I can't take a day off I been out here in the field working under the lights just like the playoffs I just keep stacking up my bread cuz I know one day this shit gone pay off And I can't let a nigga check me cuz one thing for certain I came to play ball I swear them shots y'all taking way off