J Hus - Playing Sports Lyrics

Skinny nigga, haffi mashing some work
They be talking like say
The machine don't work
Like we never bang it in traffic y'know
Man are moving erratic y'know
Then abandon the car we just playing sports
Sports, sports, sports, sports
We outside we just playing sports
Sports, sports, sports, sports

She asked me what I do
I said I play for the Gunners
Pray for my brothers cus' they
Stays in the gutters face lookin' butters
Man I stay with the shotters
We were staining the rubbers
Ain't no place for you suckers
They don't understand me so they
Really can't stand me
Posted on the block till the
Feds came and banned me i took a little L
Now these niggas think they run shit
When we had your brothers running i
Guess it runs in your family
McD's drive through, 10 pound top up
I'm a bait face
Ill still run up on your hotspot
In my Moose Knuckles
Got me feeling like a hotshot
I turn the Hilton Hotel into a hotbox
Only rapper in my team
I can't do no cyphers
All I know is trappers
Bangers and a couple lifers
Five jibs on a Pinky
And it's lookin' iceless
Just to see the look on your face
That shit is priceless

Skinny nigga, haffi mashing some work
They be talking like say
The machine don't work
Like we never bang it in traffic y'know
Man are moving erratic y'know
Then abandon the car we just playing sports
Sports, sports, sports, sports
We outside we just playing sports
Sports, sports, sports, sports

Come against me
You'll live a life of regret
I'm the kinda' guy to even
Show your wifey respect
And you know she's so friendly
So we kinda' connect
So when I'm outside her crib
You know that Wi-Fi connects
Got me leaning on some older
Niggas from a different era
Big man like you making school boy errors
I know 16 fellas, I can never be one
Made 16 jealous, you're the 17th one
If they don't want to see me
I'll bring the mountain to Mohamed
Now his boydem on the scene and
They're runnin' up the damage
Mumsy still calls me her pride and joy
She knows I'm no good
She said "Boys will be boys"
Make chedda, fuck a next bredda'
They got a vendetta no profit, no budget
Them niggas hold grudges
Cash earner, what murder?
He's talking burner, burner
Oh stop it, why cop it
Nigga you won't pop it

Skinny nigga, haffi mashing some work
They be talking like say
The machine don't work
Like we never bang it in traffic y'know
Man are moving erratic y'know
Then abandon the car we just playing sports
Sports, sports, sports, sports
We outside we just playing sports
Sports, sports, sports, sports

She asked me what I do
I said I play for the Gunners
Pray for my brothers cus' they
Stays in the gutters face lookin' butters
Man I stay with the shotters
We were staining the rubbers
Ain't no place for you suckers
She asked me what I do
I said I play for the Gunners
Pray for my brothers cus' they
Stays in the gutters face lookin' butters
Man I stay with the shotters
We were staining the rubbers
Ain't no place for you suckers