For Keeps (feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again)
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My heart cold, I bet the angels agree
These niggas fake, I don't fuck with them
They all strangers to me
We play for keeps, let off that heat
And we leave stains in the street, yeah
They take a stand, we make 'em all go to sleep
Gotta know we playin' for keeps (woo)
They knockin' 'em off for cheap (what?)
I pray to the Lord, my soul to keep (woo, woo)
Made a hundred thousand, I was sleep (yeah)
These niggas fake, I don't fuck with 'em, they all strangers to me
One call, that's all, make 'em all go to sleep (yeah)
I want the money, but you want the fame lil' nigga (fame, lil' nigga, yeah)
Ran the check way up, my pockets bigger (woo, woo)
Fucked the lil' foreign bitch
We don't take no pictures (we don't take no pictures)
Pulled the stick out, they don't want no issues (grrah, baow)
Don't want no issues, don't want no issues (want no issues)
Sometimes I tote two guns, I run with plenty killers (plenty killers)
I rock two Rollies, I'm not regular
I'm straight out them trenches (out the trenches)
Got a new Maybach, ain't drove it once
But dropped some ashes in it (vroom)
Got platinum plaques and I got gold
And got several pendants
I'm just from the block, no talk and watch, forever mind my business
Put that on my four sons
I won't fold, I be toting that glizzy
This ankle bracelet on my leg
I'm already sentenced
My heart cold, I bet the angels agree
These niggas fake, I don't fuck with them
They all strangers to me
We play for keeps, laid out that heat
And we leave stains in the street
They take a stand we make 'em all go to sleep, yeah
Gotta know we playin' for keeps (woo)
They knockin' 'em off for cheap (what?)
I pray to the Lord, my soul to keep (woo, woo)
Made a hundred thousand, I was sleep (yeah)
These niggas fake, I don't fuck with 'em, they all strangers to me
One call, that's all, make 'em all go to sleep (yeah)
Tryin' to rock something ain't leaning off them Xans, I be charged up (up)
Poppin', go to set trippin', throwin' B's in that order (bet)
Dave died from that chopper at 16, wish I can call him
And we don't charge 'em
She told, but that's my blood, so we ain't charge 'em
Told my nigga if they play, then they gon' die today (what?)
No, they ain't never seen a nigga spraying out the Wraith (skrrt)
Lawyer need a quarter mil' and he gon' beat the case (he gon' beat the case)
Make another half a mil, I threw it in the safe (woo, woo, woo)
I can't kick it with these niggas 'cause they all fake
No, we ain't never going broke because we all straight
Made another hundred had a long day (long day)
Pullin' out the chopper look the wrong way
My heart cold, I bet the angels agree
These niggas fake, I don't fuck with them
They all strangers to me
We play for keeps, laid out that heat
And we leave stains in the street
They take a stand we make 'em all go to sleep
Gotta know we playin' for keeps (woo)
They knockin' 'em off for cheap (what?)
I pray to the Lord, my soul to keep (woo, woo)
Made a hundred thousand, I was sleep (yeah, Never Broke)
These niggas fake, I don't fuck with 'em
They all strangers to me (Rich Forever, ever)
One call, that's all, make 'em all go to sleep (no cap)
You dig?
Huh
My heart cold, I bet the angels agree
These niggas fake, I don't fuck with them
They all strangers to me
We play for keeps, let off that heat
And we leave stains in the street, yeah
They take a stand, we make 'em all go to sleep
Gotta know we playin' for keeps (woo)
They knockin' 'em off for cheap (what?)
I pray to the Lord, my soul to keep (woo, woo)
Made a hundred thousand, I was sleep (yeah)
These niggas fake, I don't fuck with 'em, they all strangers to me
One call, that's all, make 'em all go to sleep (yeah)
I want the money, but you want the fame lil' nigga (fame, lil' nigga, yeah)
Ran the check way up, my pockets bigger (woo, woo)
Fucked the lil' foreign bitch
We don't take no pictures (we don't take no pictures)
Pulled the stick out, they don't want no issues (grrah, baow)
Don't want no issues, don't want no issues (want no issues)
Sometimes I tote two guns, I run with plenty killers (plenty killers)
I rock two Rollies, I'm not regular
I'm straight out them trenches (out the trenches)
Got a new Maybach, ain't drove it once
But dropped some ashes in it (vroom)
Got platinum plaques and I got gold
And got several pendants
I'm just from the block, no talk and watch, forever mind my business
Put that on my four sons
I won't fold, I be toting that glizzy
This ankle bracelet on my leg
I'm already sentenced
My heart cold, I bet the angels agree
These niggas fake, I don't fuck with them
They all strangers to me
We play for keeps, laid out that heat
And we leave stains in the street
They take a stand we make 'em all go to sleep, yeah
Gotta know we playin' for keeps (woo)
They knockin' 'em off for cheap (what?)
I pray to the Lord, my soul to keep (woo, woo)
Made a hundred thousand, I was sleep (yeah)
These niggas fake, I don't fuck with 'em, they all strangers to me
One call, that's all, make 'em all go to sleep (yeah)
Tryin' to rock something ain't leaning off them Xans, I be charged up (up)
Poppin', go to set trippin', throwin' B's in that order (bet)
Dave died from that chopper at 16, wish I can call him
And we don't charge 'em
She told, but that's my blood, so we ain't charge 'em
Told my nigga if they play, then they gon' die today (what?)
No, they ain't never seen a nigga spraying out the Wraith (skrrt)
Lawyer need a quarter mil' and he gon' beat the case (he gon' beat the case)
Make another half a mil, I threw it in the safe (woo, woo, woo)
I can't kick it with these niggas 'cause they all fake
No, we ain't never going broke because we all straight
Made another hundred had a long day (long day)
Pullin' out the chopper look the wrong way
My heart cold, I bet the angels agree
These niggas fake, I don't fuck with them
They all strangers to me
We play for keeps, laid out that heat
And we leave stains in the street
They take a stand we make 'em all go to sleep
Gotta know we playin' for keeps (woo)
They knockin' 'em off for cheap (what?)
I pray to the Lord, my soul to keep (woo, woo)
Made a hundred thousand, I was sleep (yeah, Never Broke)
These niggas fake, I don't fuck with 'em
They all strangers to me (Rich Forever, ever)
One call, that's all, make 'em all go to sleep (no cap)
You dig?
Huh
Credits
Writer(s): Dimitri Leslie Roger, Alex Christian Jean Petit, Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden
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