Play to Win

Get it in
Play to win
It's just got confirmed, on track, they boutta mail it in for us
Know these niggas talk a lot, but would they stand for it
Fuck these niggas talking bout, like we ain't plan for it
Run this shit like hurdlers wit extra wind boy
Bitch I be wit murderers, a split ya wig boy
I ain't never heard of ya, so keep it there boy
For we pull up let them burners bust and leave ya there boy

Bitch I get in
Bitch I play to win
If I go for it know I'm going all in
Yea I took a loss and I took on the chin
Came back like a boss, got it all times 10
I'm just thinking bout check, give a fuck bout friend
But you gone give me my respect, I demand it till the end
Real king in the flesh, it don't matter what I'm in
But you know I stay fresh, that's to the death god sent
Thank the lord that I'm blessed, please forgive me for my sins
Young boi to my left, wrong or right he tryna spin
Tell that nigga leave a mess, make em feel it when they see him
Run the board like it's chess, strategize for the win

They like hold up Streetz rewind that
Nigga where yo mind at
Thought I gave a fuck huh, nigga where you find that
Mouth be cashing checks huh, we gone make him sign that
Put him in his chest huh, big hurt never mind that
Always give the run around, nigga we gone line that
Love them gun sounds, see eye to eye shit blind that
We ain't tryna talk it out
Fuck if the nigga was 6 9, wit 6 guys
This 4 5 a make him walk it out
Fuck these talking bout
If it ain't getting that bag in, passing
Roll the dice, cash in
Laughing, to the bank
Road to riches I'm keeping my traction
10 toes, all in
Play to win



Credits
Writer(s): Jestin Streeter
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