Harp
I keep it playa
I keep it real
Ima get mine
The fuck how you feel
Won't let a bitch do me
Like jayda did will
Tryna stack up my money
Until I get a million
You niggas talk
Like you did something
If we check the facts
You ain't did nothing
You can't even take care
Of your own son
But I'll fill the role
Like I'm will son
Bitch I ball like Wilson
We all bang red like crimson
This watch one fifty
And then some
Pay a light two fifty
Get her nails done
Everybody a gangster
Behind the phone
Until they gotta do time
Or stand alone
And then they run
They mouth to each is own
I got pull over
Had to stash dope
And spray cologne
You know about that shit
No oh oh
Ever been on a lick
No oh oh
Tried to make a play
And got blitzed
No oh oh
These all facts
And some of the shit
That I been through
I remember get fronted
My first pack
Remember going
On my first lick
We ain't get jack
Momma finding
My money had to discuss
That she even found
My red rag
Wondering what is that
I keep it playa
I keep it real
Ima get mine
The fuck how you feel
Won't let a bitch do me
Like jayda did will
Tryna stack up my money
Until I get a million
You niggas talk
Like you did something
If we check the facts
You ain't did nothing
You can't even take care
Of your own son
But I'll fill the role
Like I'm will son
Bitch I ball like Wilson
We all bang red like crimson
This watch one fifty
And then some
Pay a light two fifty
Get her nails done
I keep it real
Ima get mine
The fuck how you feel
Won't let a bitch do me
Like jayda did will
Tryna stack up my money
Until I get a million
You niggas talk
Like you did something
If we check the facts
You ain't did nothing
You can't even take care
Of your own son
But I'll fill the role
Like I'm will son
Bitch I ball like Wilson
We all bang red like crimson
This watch one fifty
And then some
Pay a light two fifty
Get her nails done
Everybody a gangster
Behind the phone
Until they gotta do time
Or stand alone
And then they run
They mouth to each is own
I got pull over
Had to stash dope
And spray cologne
You know about that shit
No oh oh
Ever been on a lick
No oh oh
Tried to make a play
And got blitzed
No oh oh
These all facts
And some of the shit
That I been through
I remember get fronted
My first pack
Remember going
On my first lick
We ain't get jack
Momma finding
My money had to discuss
That she even found
My red rag
Wondering what is that
I keep it playa
I keep it real
Ima get mine
The fuck how you feel
Won't let a bitch do me
Like jayda did will
Tryna stack up my money
Until I get a million
You niggas talk
Like you did something
If we check the facts
You ain't did nothing
You can't even take care
Of your own son
But I'll fill the role
Like I'm will son
Bitch I ball like Wilson
We all bang red like crimson
This watch one fifty
And then some
Pay a light two fifty
Get her nails done
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Writer(s): Taylor Citizen
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