I Ain't Playin No More

Intro: Lady Raw
Uh, see this right here
This is for who think I'm playin
I'm not playin no more
I'm leavin on the floor
What the fk you expect? It's Raw
Come on nigg*, come on and s**t

Lady Raw
This world got me not knowin, what the fk to do
I'm locked up, on the block, with no air to move
I drink booze to keep my head off the bad news
Fake friends become enemies, never walked in my shoes
I give vex with the tech, nigg* make a move
You choose to lose, I plan to be a winner wit ya Pre-K rhyme
Ya cats is beginners, get served to my dog for dinner
And let my nine get up in ya, while the bullets dig thru ya
You cats is incubator raps, hard for you to attack
You're trapped, can't even move
Still sippin simalac, I've been a lyrical fat
Till the p*ssy crack, ten-five, 80 shots, hold that
Your dead like a roach, sway with blackjack
Run you over with the black ack, gettin blood sap
I'm kill tracks, panties sippin conignac
Stay tense, hectic thoughts, pullin guns out my trench
Momma said they put a jinx on me
The only way you kill it off, murder everything
And leave nothin to breath

Chorus 1.5X: Lady Raw
And when you speak, speak up
Messin wit this, keep up
This means war, a lot cats gon' get left on the floor
I ain't playin no more, you gon get what you askin for
And I'm rippin 'em Raw

Lady Raw
My gats lift souls just like Stigmata
I've been waitin for the nigg* who killed Big Poppa
Bring him on, 4th and Ave, let the nigg* get popped up
Give ya rocks up, I'm blowin ya balls to ya guts, nigg*
You're straight up butt, you gets gun fked
These shiesty cats, make this b*tch wanna shrive, shells to taste
Make me wanna smack ya fking senses off ya face
These fake as* rap cats, I put 'em in place
Takin they space nigg*, when you rhyme, s**t's a waste
These steamin as* nigg*, take my pump in they waist
On your carpet, I leave a blood trace
Leave your body found someplace, they call No Place
Never had a friend, lift these homos with the ten
Cut his baby moms throat, fk that hen
fk ya flow, fk ya trap, fk you again
s**t is serious, got me walkin around fed
Last time the doctor see you, there's a hole in ya head
Dead on the bread, hidin from Raw, give a fk what you said
Ya some livin walkin blackheads, that wordin my tread
Workin my tread, word is bond, sportin my dread

Chorus 2X

Lady Raw
Every time ya say my name
Ain't nuthin you can say, but she Raw, just simple and plain
fk what you playin, you ain't for me, anyway
Half ass, you pray, get it straight, any fkin day
Ya foolgetti's thinkin ya can play, get played
Get laid, 'cross the pave, wit my blood gauge
You garglin blood, ain't nobody hearin what you say
fk what you said nigg*, you dead
I laugh when the red spread
I'm puttin dem holes in your ho's head
Wanna be down with me, yeah, you must be fkin stupid
I'm the b*tch that cha don't wanna have s**t to do with
Buckin 'em duck, leavin they piece clueless
Shootin spaces in the heart of they vest, I'm fkin loveless
That's why I wrote for delf, tag alongs made me vexed
I don't wanna have to make a mess
Make heads get splashed 'cross the glass when I compress
These streets got me stressed, blowin tecs
Puttin your wives and kids to rest
I'm up to guns, money, the upset life, switch to the lovely life
Thousand dollar boots, six hundred grand ice
For me to stay broke, I'm just too nice
See the sunrise, see the gun side, you kill for the life

Chorus 2X

Outro: Lady Raw
b*tch, rip 'em raw, rip 'em raw
Leave 'em bodied on the floor
Peace to my nigg* Bliss, my Doo-Doo, I love you you, ooo-ooo
This for the that hated on me
Even though I ain't playin no more
I'm rippin 'em raw, hold that, take that
Hold that, look back, get clapped, blaa, hah