The League

[Intro]
E-E-E-E- E.P.O in this bitch yuh
Aye Aye, Aye

[Hook]
They all worried
Bout the type of life I live
I hear them talk
But that shit don’t make no sense
I tried to tell em
Don’t get caught up
In my business
Don’t make no cents (make no cents, don’t make no cents)

[Verse 1]
I-I-I should have went to the league cause I been balling since I’m 23
W bitches
I cannot fuck with none of you you bitches
Not fucking with me
Instead I played in the streets
And I been balling since I’m 23
Dunk on you bitches
Every first of thе month on you bitches
Get nothing for free
I should have stayеd in my seat
I could have graduated from the street
Instead I hustled
And got in trouble
And now I’m still hustling
Tryna get something
I could have been anything
Instead I’m trapping and chasing a dream
Tryna get something
Hold on to something
But they ain’t giving me nothing

[Buildup]
Got homies that’s resting in peace
Ain’t been the same since they left
Believe me
Nothing in life’s gonna be easy
You don’t get no guarantees
It’s tough in the streets
Ain’t no one showing no love
And it seems like
Everybody is a green light
Better not run up on me (run up on me)

[Drop]
Better not run up on me (run up on me)
Better not run up on me (run up on me)
Huh

[Hook]
They all worried
Bout the type of life I live
I hear them talk
But that shit don’t make no sense
I tried to tell em
Don’t get caught up
In my business
Don’t make no cents
They all worried
Bout the type of life I live
I hear them talk
But that shit don’t make no sense
I tried to tell em
Don’t get caught up
In my business
Don’t make no cents (don't make no cents, don’t make no cents)

[Verse 2]
Im gonna keep it a g
Ain't no one out here that’s realer than me
All of these haters
Soft as a pillow
I’m burning holes in em with cigarillos
I’m burning holes in a motherfucking hater
Imma keep talking my shit now and later
Fuck a lil hater go get to u some paper
I ain’t your savior your life is in danger (danger)
I’m just gon keep it a rack
Ain’t no way I’m getting out of the trap
Ain’t no way I’m going back
Comfortable right where I’m motherfucking at
I’m gonna call it a wrap
Counting my money and filling a bag
Ain't no one fucking with that
That’s why they call it a trap

[Buildup]
Got homies that’s resting in peace
Ain’t been the same since they left
Believe me
Nothing in life’s gonna be easy
You don’t get no guarantees
It’s tough in the streets
Ain’t no one showing no love
And it seems like
Everybody is a green light
Better not run up on me (run up on me)

[Drop]
Better not run up on me (run up on me)
Better not run up on me (run up on me)
Huh