Games freestyle…(No Diss) *Lyrics*

Cheated death he got beef wit me now…

I gotta lay low i hear the reaper is out…

i had to make sure i put some seeds in the ground, i heard u reap what u sow…

…every shred of humanity was killed by socials…

its no way to control it if i had tried to send a good message no one would notice…

so u leave me no choice, but to get back on my bullshit…

on my crabs in a barrel…

Nike SB jacket right next to terrence…

shit is more than a logo this is the life that we livin…

i was baking them pies… mac was working at lenox… that was just the beginning we came up… now a nigga too adjusted to winning

i changed up… i don’t even have a problem admitting it i don’t even leave the house..unless i see a benefit i had started something i gotta finish it….

Ski mask flow, the door was closed now I’m breaking an en-ter-ance

back when 50 cent dropped many men i was digging in…

beat repeat pad and pen prepping up for the games we play…

same rappers, same moves… same mistakes…

i can’t remember how it even became this way…

saw the stakes took the stakes and raised the steaks …