Story Behind The Song

The road of an artist is long and many so call promoters and managers and haters are cutting th artist down at their dream and many fall by the wasteside. But in this song the artist conveys that he know what he wants and what it will take to get it, the song warns all who attempt to hold him down.

Song Description

This song wards off the daily "BS" that people give and throw at you when you are trying to achieve something meaningful to you. It says up front, I Ain't The One, so keep moving.

Lyrics

You go give me Mine
Or I'm a take it Playa
You keep on bumping you gums
You ain't go make it Playa.....
You wanna get swoll, you wanna pop smoke
You roll my name off yo tongue you bout to get choked

It was me and them Frontline Soldiers
Premeditating robberies for chedder man I told ya
Run up in the back, ooh what a suprise
When I hit the teller watch me put the fear of God in his eye
And they go all bow down playa, that's my word
Hit the SG and we free, and that's my word
It's go be hell and high water when they come for me
Its go be mo people buried than the eye can see
Ain't no love lost baby that's the way of the game
And ain't no need in hatin playa cause the game don't change
What you been talking about heard you been running yo mouth
You know the street code so you know somebody go take you out
This is for the snitches that walk both sides
I plan to get you fo you see me so don't close yo eyes
Better run little rabbit cause the dawgs is loose
It's open season on them hatters so we coming for you

Hook

Now you don't wanna, be in the crosshair when I bust
I hit 'em from the waist up somebody go be tore up
And you go be the next you keep on flappin yo lips
I hit em twice to the head and chest and sank his ship
Where ya boys now, see you ain't hard now
You heard I'm coming best believe I got my squad now
We known to drop a playa hater in the back of the trunk
And let the body sit and rott until it smells like a skunk
See that's all day playa in the SIP,
It's L-A-Dub and FLS we roll with LDE
When we coming for ya playa ain't no where you can hide
Ain't a playa hatin on us that we can't find
Don't be scared now, be turning red now
You see me coming go ahead and run you mouth now
Gone and run yo mouth now, you see me coming now
Be turning red now playa don't be scared now

Hook

I know you itching for an ass whipping fresh out the can
You wanna get ya dome split, well, playa I'm ya man
Poster boy for the Vets in the old soldiers home
And something ain't been right about me since I came back home
You ain't never slept in the desert and seen what I seen
Never been so close to death that you couldn't even scream
Ever walked with the reeper and shed a few tears
Thought about the things you did and how you lost them years
Well, I'm long gone playa , I'm on snap city now
About to do yo city wrong until they capture me now
Nobody moves nobody gets covered in dirt
Nobody run they mouth and nobody gotta get hurt
Better stop letting them haters run the streets
With them flashlights and notebooks, I pack em on ice
Another hater been found, face down on the northside right off of I-55

Hook