Noble King - Gameplan (Freestyle) Lyrics

(Yee, yee, yee)
(Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
What's the deal with that?
You wonder where my money go? I'll tell you where it's at
I pulled it from my bank account, I store it in the stash
They wanna start a war but they can't pick up a bat
Then they wanna run scared when I show up in all black
Run it back, watch me dash
My lady got a man, not a boy
I don't play with any toys
Unless it's Gucci or Versace
I don't let nobody watch me
Cuz I'm Messi, I don't miss
Take my shot, it's a hit, hit, hit
I let the chopper go bang
(Grrraa)
I like the tropical rain
(Hot)
I don't want all of the fame
(Nah)
Unless I run it my way
(Yah)
I'm bringing labels down
For taking these artist and messing around
I am the army running this town
(Ah, ah, ah)
Hold up, wait a minute, let me get crew
Roll up on the city, ducking red and blue
Spending all my money on a golden tooth
We still ain't go broke but we looking like fools
I ain't broke
I don't choke
I am the beast that you calling a mode
I don't fold
I keep it real
You faker than a 4 dollar bill
(Yuh)
(Yuh, yuh, yuh)
(Yuh, yuh)
(Yeah)
(Yee)
This the life
Catch me moving quick, I might be running from the lights
I've never really worried about the cost, what's the price?
I might drop a band, on a band, yeah that's right
I never like to do it, but I'll always win a fight
My life getting good
But I don't wanna wait
So I'll buy a ring, being mindless of the weight
My girl want a whip, so I'll get a Mustang
She needs something quick, I'm thinking like a V8