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last time playing fair - sybyr lyrics

[chorus]
i wanna change my life, wanna change my circumstances
they not playing fair, they not playing the same game
i wanna change my life, wanna change my circumstances
no, they not playing fair, they not playing the same game (ayy, ayy)

[verse 1]
wonder if i picked the business cues in the first place (the f*ck what you say, n*gga?)
i was so ahead in the first place (man, f*ck you)
now these boys wanna k!ll me just because what i say (yes, i do, n*gga)
it don’t matter, the rest of them got some common sense (i don’t give a f*ck)
got some common sense, to figure it out (huh?)
got to see what works, ’cause it changes every year (what do you mean?)
got to find a path, ’cause it changes every year
they won’t mind calling me washed up in fear (better watch out, n*gga)
i wish i could talk about somethin’ else
it’s just heavy on my heart, so i’m gon’ share
i did the research, so i count the money up
could’ve did the same thing in 2015
diymusician.cdbaby.com
that’s where i learned ’bout the shows and setting ’em up
ari’s take too, he got the good scoop
i even got his book, and man, that sh*t is true

[chorus]
i wanna change my life, wanna change my circumstances
they not playing fair, they’re not playing the same game
i wanna change my life, wanna change my circumstances
no, they not playing fair, they not playing the same game
i wanna change my life, wanna change my circumstances
they not playing fair, they’re not playing the same game
i wanna change my life, wanna change my circumstances
no, they not playing fair, they not playing the same game
[verse 2]
all these new n*ggas come in and take over
wonder how they really feel about them takin’ over
seems like they just brush our generation off they shoulders
the first ones tellin’ us, “get a job” because we ain’t lit enough
sy hustles everyday because they do not see the path
they not even postin’ a lot, like where the f*ck they at? (where they at?)
did y’all go away? (go away?) what do y’all say? (what do y’all say?)
i would sing about a b*tch, but i’m like, “no way”
i don’t trust these women, even the **** (uh*oh)
i might get a ring with fake diamonds (why?)
the most just wanna come up (what?), they don’t wanna work (huh?)
they hope they probably hypnotize me when they ass twerk (uh, huh)
pull down your f*ckin’ skirt (pull it down)
i might f*ck you cruddy (cruddy)
f*ck you with my chains on like a d*mn celebrity
pour a deuce in the eighteen, yeah (lean?)
don’t give me lean, i’ll try to k!ll myself like it’s a dream

- sybyr lyrics

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