Dangerous / No Games lyrics

[Lil Tjay - Verse 1]
I wake up and stunt, hit the mall and get exactly what I want
And that .40 cal' be on me in case a n*gga try to front
If you try, you gon' die, and I ain't even gotta lie
Bullets fly, homicide, now your momma wonder why
Stop playin' wit' n*ggas
Ooh, I be praying for n*ggas, stop playin' wit' n*ggas
This life you want is dangerous n*gga, like, ooh
I said, "it's dangerous n*gga", like, ooh
I said, "it's dangerous n*gga", so yeah
I keep a chop in case I run into an opp
n*gga run up, he get shot
Gonna act like I forgot, ooh
Nah nah, I ain't playing no games with n*ggas
Fake love, I swear the money be changing n*ggas
They gon run up on me, f*ck around and knock his bean bag
If you're looking for me you can catch me where the fiends at
Homicides, I seen that
Millions, I dream that
Made a promise everything be fine, and I mean that, nah nah

[Leeky Bandz - Chorus]
I'm ready to lose it all just to keep it coming
I lost it all and I started crying like I sold onions
I open shop everyday at 7, we come from nothing
I watch my momma just sit and cry cause we ain't have money
I played that block for like 80 hours, ain't pray for nothing
f*ck all my opps, make his body drop, we ain't saving nothing
I shot them n*ggas, we shoot you and you ain't know who done it
My n*ggas hoopin' and ballin', I ain't talking about drummin'
[Lil Tjay - Verse 2]
I drop some flock every now and then and Ima keep it coming
My fallen soldiers gon sleep in peace, don't you push the button
I love my n*ggas I always told em to hold they head
These n*ggas feenin' for clout but I'd rather chase the bread
A lot of sh*t going on and it got my momma stressed
A lot of n*ggas ain't loyal, but I be sayin less
Nah nah, I ain't playing no games with n*ggas
Fake love, I swear the money be changing n*ggas

[Leeky Bandz - Verse 3]
Them b*tches tryna figure me out
When I was broke they ain't figure me out
That's why Im kicking her out
Tell her say cheese and I put di*k in her mouth
I'm from the six that's why I'm sixing it out
We keep them sticks in the couch
[?] broke but put that sh*t in the [?]
.36 on me, I had to put it in route
That's why I'm shipping it out
I had to go but I just couldn't get out
I had to go but they ain't give me the route
I had to figure it out