Playboy
Parts of my life that I didn't wanna show you
That I didn't wanna go through
Can't let no other nigga know you
Ain't sounding right need that pro tools
And the family couldn't go to
How your family gonna owe you?
Nigga healing on the table need that soul food
4 real, we gon fight this through on the creed
We gon puff this up on some weed
My real name be Aristide
That's why I'm taking of like an eagle
Took my dreams and we elope
With these words that I pre wrote
Dancing on em keys from Spazibo
4real tho, need kilos
To ease up my mind
I've been moving towards you my heart stayed behind
If I told you I love you you're one of a kind
Surrounded by cartoons that speak on my life
How that work tho
Gotta put in work hoe
Depression tightening but I keep that from the circle
Can't let em worry bout a nigga I go oh lord
Gimme strength to go hard
Cause I've been moving cold heart
Playboy sinning tell me God do I deserve this shit
Playboy winning not get hurt so had to hurt a bitch
How I'm posed to believe in love, when that shit killed my family
I rather not be born and mama life like honestly
Oo but I guess this shit all for me
Oo but I get that bitch hollering
Tell her hold up I'm leaving I need me a bitch that's gon love me for me, loyalty and can Hold my ring
Avatar way I got em elements
I've seen poverty and white beginnings
Niggas weight up in the basement
New car looking shady cus them niggas had to leave a dent
Driving from resentment
I contemplate and pray to God that what has been was all the hate
But oh I know, just like you told me, they gon come back tryna break
A nigga Living like I told myself I wanna live when I was twelve
Just made me stronger trip to hell
So if you couldn't tell, got big dreams and bigger visions
Cus I got shit to say and I got shit to change
Had to flee the flames, had to pick up pace
Had to lock my trust, they were playing games
That's my bitch by luck, she became my ace
Playboy sinning tell me God do I deserve this shit
Playboy winning not get hurt so had to hurt a bitch
How I'm posed to believe in love, when that shit killed my family
I'd rather not be born and mama life like honestly
Oo but I guess this shit all for me
Oo but I get that bitch hollering
Tell her hold up I'm leaving I need me a bitch that's gon love me for me, loyalty and can Hold my ring
That I didn't wanna go through
Can't let no other nigga know you
Ain't sounding right need that pro tools
And the family couldn't go to
How your family gonna owe you?
Nigga healing on the table need that soul food
4 real, we gon fight this through on the creed
We gon puff this up on some weed
My real name be Aristide
That's why I'm taking of like an eagle
Took my dreams and we elope
With these words that I pre wrote
Dancing on em keys from Spazibo
4real tho, need kilos
To ease up my mind
I've been moving towards you my heart stayed behind
If I told you I love you you're one of a kind
Surrounded by cartoons that speak on my life
How that work tho
Gotta put in work hoe
Depression tightening but I keep that from the circle
Can't let em worry bout a nigga I go oh lord
Gimme strength to go hard
Cause I've been moving cold heart
Playboy sinning tell me God do I deserve this shit
Playboy winning not get hurt so had to hurt a bitch
How I'm posed to believe in love, when that shit killed my family
I rather not be born and mama life like honestly
Oo but I guess this shit all for me
Oo but I get that bitch hollering
Tell her hold up I'm leaving I need me a bitch that's gon love me for me, loyalty and can Hold my ring
Avatar way I got em elements
I've seen poverty and white beginnings
Niggas weight up in the basement
New car looking shady cus them niggas had to leave a dent
Driving from resentment
I contemplate and pray to God that what has been was all the hate
But oh I know, just like you told me, they gon come back tryna break
A nigga Living like I told myself I wanna live when I was twelve
Just made me stronger trip to hell
So if you couldn't tell, got big dreams and bigger visions
Cus I got shit to say and I got shit to change
Had to flee the flames, had to pick up pace
Had to lock my trust, they were playing games
That's my bitch by luck, she became my ace
Playboy sinning tell me God do I deserve this shit
Playboy winning not get hurt so had to hurt a bitch
How I'm posed to believe in love, when that shit killed my family
I'd rather not be born and mama life like honestly
Oo but I guess this shit all for me
Oo but I get that bitch hollering
Tell her hold up I'm leaving I need me a bitch that's gon love me for me, loyalty and can Hold my ring
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Writer(s): Aristide Sagbakken
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