Player Shit

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]

La música de Harry Fraud

Drinkin' out some [?]

Fuckin' orange juice

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]

It ain't no time for games

She got a whole lotta clothes at my place

Switch up your mind frame

No fallin' off, keep your head in the game

Now you got finer taste

Drinkin' that [?] as we watchin' the waves

We never partin' ways

You with me forever, no this ain't no phase

Hop in my rag top Chevy

Them aces and deuces and tres

Don't hesitate with my paper

She bring it through every occasion

Don't gotta tell the girl shit

Go out and get it, they do it by naturе

If she see one outside

Thеn she gon' bring me a new money maker

Lotta dips

But none like my bottom bitch

Do what she got to just to get it

And she proud of it

It's time to ride she gon' be right there beside me

Lame nigga ain't convinced

Lost his bitch, ain't seen her since

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]

Hangin' out that whip when I come through (I come through, oh, oh)

Ridin' down that strip (Ridin' down the strip, oh, oh)

I pay attention on how to win (On how to win, oh, oh)

Money I gotta get (Money I gotta get, oh, oh)

All my niggas stay one hudnred, they'll never change up (Oh)

Gotta drive (Gotta drive), so I get too lit (Too lit)

Real player shit

[Verse 2: Young Deji]

Too player, no keys, we gotta push to start

Try stayin' lowkey, but they know who we are

Star, lost connection with the bitch that I met at the bar

Fuck it, miss one next ten choose who gon' set the bar

I can stay anywhere I wanna stay (Ooh woah)

You can say, anything you wanna say (Ooh woah)

Make sure where you at, it's just not in my way (Way)

If you work this hard then you can come and play (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

'Cause I'm focused (Oh, oh, oh)

We noticed (Oh, oh, oh)

We run it (Oh, oh, oh)

See us when we ride through

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]

Hangin' out that whip when I come through (I come through, oh, oh)

Ridin' down that strip (Ridin' down the strip, oh, oh)

I pay attention on how to win (On how to win, oh, oh)

Money I gotta get (Money I gotta get, oh, oh)

All my niggas stay one hudnred, they'll never change up (Oh)

Gotta drive (Gotta drive), so I get too lit (Too lit)

Real player shit

[Post-Chorus: Young Deji]

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

[Outro: Wiz Khalifa]

As if it wasn't already easy enough (Easy enough)

There you have it (There you have it)

Young legend (Young legend)

And still legend (And still legend)

I came a long way from that block with Sledgren

Down the streets with my big brother Chevy Woods

When a lotta niggas wouldn't even come to the hood (Come to the hood)

Stayed solid when others fold (Stayed solid when others fold)

That means we still got the same principles, morals and same code

Even though we all got kids and we a little bit older

I know [?] smilin' like a mug when he look down to see us

Lookin' at how we hustle heavy, and repped our Taylor Gang

'Til we made it out of our circumstances

Now there ain't no lookin' back, not even if we wanted to

Only movin' forward

Constant pressure bein' applied with the understandin' that this a legacy we leavin' behind

Lotta bumps on the road but shit, I ain't perfect

If you love me, you love me for who I am

Not who you want me to be

No one said the journey was gon' be easy

But they did say it'll be worth it

So I'ma enjoy every minute of it

With the people I consider very important, huh

That's VIP, oh yeah

So instead of countin' wins, we countin' blessings

Trustin' in God to show me the correct path instead of stressin'

Fool, only L I'm takin' is a lesson

Big Pimpin'