Bmg of Southside Syndicate - Nobody Playing Those

Just havin' fun with this ain't a game tho
Fake it 'til u make it ain't got what it takes bro
Got alot of songs can't understand what u sayin' tho
Fuel to the fire u lyin' nobody playin those
Just havin' fun with this ain't a game tho
Fake it 'til u make it ain't got what it takes bro
Got alot of songs can't understand what u sayin' tho
Fuel to the fire u lyin' nobody playin those
Could pay for plays but I vote not
Ayyyyye
Why ya fanbase look like iRobot?
Ha!
Squeeze ya ego 'til it go pop
Boy ya sweet ur a big blow pop
Keep them bars for the album then spit em outlandishly
Let it flow like free-hand, y'all trace it like Spanish 3's
Flow it for the weirdo's that sounds like a plan to me
Yo' talents don't hear those, why yo girl's a fan of me
Ha!
Get recluse, come back like I'm stubble
Keep it true, y'all just won't go to the trouble
My foundation rots, build back from the rubble
Think outside the box, while yall stuck in ya bubble
I'mmmmmmm
Just havin' fun with this ain't a game tho
Fake it 'til u make it ain't got what it takes bro
Got alot of songs can't understand what u sayin' tho
Fuel to the fire u lyin' nobody playin those
Just havin' fun with this ain't a game tho
Fake it 'til u make it ain't got what it takes bro
Got alot of songs can't understand what u sayin' tho
Fuel to the fire u lyin' nobody playin those
I got, two voices but I'm the same guy
U got, two choices face it or run and hide
Me I got consistency be this way 'til I die
Cuz ya either gonna ride or u gon be the one to drive
Ayyyyye
Firstly, u kno u bring nothing to the table u so
Thirsty, shoulda known cuz yo raps full of fables
Oh u thuggin, got so many clicks in large amounts
Boy u buggin', u paid for those and that just doesn't count
Yea it sucks to go unheard I'd even say it's a bummer
'Stead of paying for promotion u cheating to fake ya numbers
If ya music wasn't lame u could actually grow a fanbase
You trappin out the frame, prolly ask me how much a gram weighs
Aye!
Just havin' fun with this ain't a game tho
Fake it 'til u make it ain't got what it takes bro
Got alot of songs can't understand what u sayin' tho
Fuel to the fire u lyin' nobody playin those
Just havin' fun with this ain't a game tho
Fake it 'til u make it ain't got what it takes bro
Got alot of songs can't understand what u sayin' tho
Fuel to the fire u lyin' nobody playin those

Written by:
Robert McGhee

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