Rashawn Stallworth - July 31st

I flip beats like my cousins flip ps in the back of aunt Ds house
Eating mickey Ds while they daughter watch Mickey Mouse

Forget preaching I was always sleep in church
But If can give you game for all the days you walk this earth then Imma do dat

Imma smooth fox with the news flashes
My angels on go go I run with inspector gadget
I got some infectious habits

Comin up with the blueprint
Call me Ray Z
A
C In front of that is what you call a D student
On E trynna F with me
Can't forget his B hot as hell with no AC in the front seat

My life been on repeat lately
Work eat work eat

Notice that I didn't say sleep
Don't get to much of that

Shortest nigga on the field but I still tried for wide receiver
They like why you play running back

Because I been runnin back forth

But I like to reach high till I shake hands with alien
My alias would slap if I wasnt on they playin list

I mean play list so play this
And play on playa

On some nasty Nas and snoops dogg shit
From the sunshine state
Where Ray Dizzle is as cool as it gets
Said momma send me the list

For nana and rissa I swear that I'll get em
I swear that I get it just a mother trynna provide for her kids
You had to struggle guess it is what it nah
Nah fuck that shit
We right on time for a comeback
Know that if ya son gotta leave the comeback

Know that if somebody threaten y'all I won't respond Imma come strapped
And dump at

Any enemy
Get the drop
Drop that nigga
Then tat a tear for anyone who want that

My bad
I think I'm giving y'all to much

But I cannot help myself
I'm giving you what you want
But it's hard to admit it
When the life you live is livid

Somebody kilt ya homie and you trap to pay the rent
You might be feeling trapped your efforts are relentless
Really writing songs for you thinking

I hope my family straight
And my friends as well
Make sure the whole team eatin
And stay yo ass out of jail
Don't give them too much well
I can't help myself
Don't give them well
I can't help myself
I can't help myself when I get like this
Pimp game colder then Rolex ya wrist

Shawty dripping like the candy paint on ya whip
They like I ain't even know you could spit like this
Well i
Don't give them to much well

I can't help myself
Don't give them to much well
I can't help myself

Written by:
Rashawn Stallworth

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