Studiowyzz - Call My Bluff

{Intro}
The city's alive, but its dead inside
Won't you open up and be my guide
Aye, take me in
You're a light

{Chorus}
Aye, got my hand on my hip
I'm praying that they don't call my bluff
But, if shit goes left
I'm going out with a swing and a tump
I'm in the stu till the sun goes down
And bro's hitting shots till the sun comes up
They say don't put your eggs in one basket
If rap don't work, then I'm setting up shop

{Verse 1}
But I'm tryna' stay away from that (Why's that?)
I ain't tryna' invest in crops
Them man said they're stepping with smoke
But all now, I ain't heard no shots
They talk on my name but they just want a mention
You better duck down if you see bro-bro rising his arm like he's asking a question
You don't wanna bе there like dеtention
Damn, damn
Huh, she know I'm the man
Yeah she gon fuck with the kid
She like who I is and she like who I am
I could never choose love over bro
We've been through some shit that you won't understand
I told momma, we gon' be okay while I'm giving her cash from the palm of my hand
No one around, can't get no advice
Yeah I be up for the day, you sleep when it's dark, I grind through the night
And them niggas, they talk on the net
But in the flesh, don't see them in sight
They don't want us to spin on their block
We aiming for heads like motherfucking lies
He talking that shit, better talk to me nice

{Chorus}
Aye, got my hand on my hip (On my hip)
I'm praying that they don't call my bluff
But, if shit goes left
I'm going out with a swing and a tump
I'm in the stu till the sun goes down
And bro's hitting shots till the sun comes up (Comes up)
They say don't put your eggs in one basket
If rap don't work, then I'm setting up shop

{Verse 2}
Speed through the city, you know we switch lanes
I want money, don't care bout the fame
He acting like me, but we ain't the same
Please do not compare me to lames
Speed through the city, you know we burn rubber
She in love, she must think I'm a lover
Can't get in the club cah I stay with my cutter
Guess I'm staying at home for the summer (I guess)

{Chorus}
Aye, got my hand on my hip (On my hip)
I'm praying that they don't call my bluff
But, if shit goes left
I'm going out with a swing and a tump
I'm in the stu till the sun goes down
And bro's hitting shots till the sun comes up (Comes up)
They say don't put your eggs in one basket
If rap don't work, then I'm setting up shop
Got my hand on my hip
I'm praying that they don't call my bluff
But, if shit goes left
I'm going out with a swing and a tump
I'm in the stu till the sun goes down
And bro's hitting shots till the sun comes up
They say don't put your eggs in one basket
If rap don't work, then I'm setting up, what?

{Outro}
Got my hand on my hip
Don't call my bluff
If shit goes left
Swing and a tump
Stu till the sun goes down
Till the sun comes up
Eggs in one basket
Rap don't work, then I'm setting up