YG Rack$ - Just Missed Lyrics

How you gone play on a boss
Ain't never been stressing I eat all my losses
Got like 5 phones I'm proceeding with caution
Ran down on my home had my bitch feeling nauseous
Tossed me in a cell I'm still holding my posture
I'm held without bail, they was hoping I lost it
They hoping I tell just cause they found a few bales
I rather sit in a cell
The most I a do is go up me a scale and go sack some shit up send it out through the Mail
This for them niggas who pray that I fail
Y'all was close
They sacked the door with them poles
I hid them Racks it's right under they nose
Should've tore down the ceilings and dug up the floors
Still to this day I had wonder who told
I guess God on his side, they gone meet when I know
You ain't never been inside the mind of a trap
Out in the field with no way make it back
Never lost a job and had to go and make it happen
You ain't never had to spend when you thought you was stacking
Pick up yo nigga you seen he slacking
Prove to them niggas who thought you was lacking
Punch in them numbers from cards you was cracking
Or chase down a nigga who running w backends
Don't be mad at me ma this my life I ain't scared
Thing about me it ain't go to my head
I cuddle my pole when I hop in the bed
Cause I know me some niggas who ended up dead
Know me some niggas locked up in the feds
Breaks for lunch in a twin sized bed
That ain't made for us ain't no money in there
Threw my lawyer 20K I like freedom instead
When you shake up a king you just watch his rebuttal
Back on the wall you gone see how I hustle
Bitch I'm worth more than him ain't fighting or tussle
Talk down on me then force my hand ima buss em
Stole from 2 banks I might give you another
Quarter mil cash but that shit like a puddle
Put my money together it built like a huddle
Bitch go run this lil play and you better not fumble
Yeah uh
Better not fumble
Bitch go run this lil play and you better not fumble
You can play like a boss a loss make 'em humble

How you gone play on a boss
Ain't never been stressing I eat all my losses
Got like 5 phones I'm proceeding with caution
Ran down on my home had my bitch feeling nauseous
Tossed me in a cell I'm still holding my posture
I'm held without bail, they was hoping I lost it
They hoping I tell just cause they found a few bales
I rather sit in a cell
The most I a do is go up me a scale and go sack some shit up send it out through the Mail
This for them niggas who pray that I fail
Y'all was close
They sacked the door with them poles
I hid them Racks it's right under they nose
Should've tore down the ceilings and dug up the floors
Still to this day I had wonder who told
I guess God on his side, they gone meet when I know
You ain't never been inside the mind of a trap
Out in the field with no way make it back
Never lost a job and had to go and make it happen
You ain't never had to spend when you thought you was stacking
Pick up yo nigga you seen he slacking
Prove to them niggas who thought you was lacking
Punch in them numbers from cards you was cracking
Or chase down a nigga who running w backends
Don't be mad at me ma this my life I ain't scared
Thing about me it ain't go to my head
I cuddle my pole when I hop in the bed
Cause I know me some niggas who ended up dead
Know me some niggas locked up in the feds
Breaks for lunch in a twin sized bed
That ain't made for us ain't no money in there
Threw my lawyer 20K I like freedom instead
When you shake up a king you just watch his rebuttal
Back on the wall you gone see how I hustle
Bitch I'm worth more than him ain't fighting or tussle
Talk down on me then force my hand ima buss em
Stole from 2 banks I might give you another
Quarter mil cash but that shit like a puddle
Put my money together it built like a huddle
Bitch go run this lil play and you better not fumble
Yeah uh
Better not fumble
Bitch go run this lil play and you better not fumble
You can play like a boss a loss make 'em humble