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Stop Playn’
Hip-Hop/Rap
Stop Playn’ was released on November 21, 2025 by Boss Records as a part of the album Obsession
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Release DateNovember 21, 2025
LabelBoss Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM67

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ja'Mier
Ja'Mier
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terell Anthony Smith
Terell Anthony Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Terell Anthony Smith
Terell Anthony Smith
Producer

Lyrics

Ain't no **** bury me,
I came on my own, you ain't carry me
You wont see me helping the charity
Ain't speaking rhetorically
Boy I got years, seniority
Most of you **** be boring me
Say what you said if you bout that
Came back on 10 & they like that
He in love with the kidd, don't fight that
I'm all about winning, you see me, I betchu I'm grinning
I told em I ain't gone get it in, don't need no **** I been independent
Stay outta my business, big body get bigger off fitness
I'm cuffed but ain't serving a sentence
Man I ain't gotta prove shit to em
To be honest, I don't wanna mean shit to em
He a deuce, ion have 2 cents for em
God said "KT you ain't meant for em"
Throw up the gang
**** nowadays ain't matching my range
**** talk big but ain't got no aim
Leave hoes smoked cause I got that flame
See me on the court, step back then i hit the swish
Real talk, drop a beat and i'll make it flip
Ion baby sit
I take shots and score
If you get the kidd
You get a freak and more
Don't let me start raging
Stop playn, my body the meal that this **** been craving
Locked in my safe, he said he wanna come in it, i told em I ain't a safe haven
What's the location
So I can smack em like Rollie, can't copy the **** I'm making
I cooked up this shit with no apron
Record it, ain't talking bout taping
Fine ass,
But I might ask
Can you stop with the games cause I might spazz
I ain't giving no attention to my last last
He a clown but you know I get the last laugh
Yea you talk much, boy you need a podcast
This D need a hand cause it's quite vast
My past leave a **** with a sad mask
Too ill, told them **** get a face mask
Any **** get to talking, we can pipe that
Said he want smoke, where the blunt, lemme light that
Big boy gone eat any beat, ima fight back
What's the word on the street, lemme see if you can cite that
Two times, came back two times
Ion chase no man cause my ass too fine
Don't mind them hoes, ain't none of them mine
Cant none of them find how I spit my rhymes
Cant none of them say Ima hoe, they lyin'
Ion see no comp and I am not blind
Ion fear no bitch, real shit, my sign
Body like crack, let em do one line
Bitch i be styling
Man free wildin'
Got good knees like the goddamn stallion
Ion get down with the shit you allowing
Boy you a simp from the way that it's sounding
Man you ain't pimping, leave a dumb hoe out limping
Ain't fly so how you stay trippin
Left hand itching, bands what I want, I'm flipping
Ion do well with a snitch or the snitching
Ball with my dude, on the court, no pivot
When you drop, ain't a sound, then hoes like crickets
Wrist on ice and my neck still the chilliest
Drop me a beat, don't run when I kill this
Written by: Terell Anthony Smith
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