Play For Keeps
The world we livin' in ain't really real
It's just make believe
They fakin' how they feel, they need to chill
Wit all that maybelline
Shawty thick, and got appeal, I'm tryna drill
Feel like she made for me
Marijuana just to heal, don't need a pill
That's why I paid for tree
All them nights ain't have a plan
Now I'm the man a nigga prayed to be
Niggas never gave hand, was always damn
And now they came to see
G $o not here to play
Back then, they wouldn't have stayed for me
Won't show no fear today
Fore Pablo died, we always played for keeps
Know we always played for keeps
Got my glock beside the seat
You know we always trained for beefs
That nigga wild, we'll tame a beast
This heater loud, for niggas riled
And actin' vile, angrily
This forty cal'll make a sound
And lay you down, painfully
You betta calm down that aggression
For them tears come out yo mama
Have her goin' through depression
Cuz you got hit wit that llama
You got jammed up wit dat Wesson
Glizzy just for my persona
You can try, get taught a lesson
Forty kickin' like it's Rhonda
Free my brother Ralphie
From the feds y'all
I remember talkin' to him
On the fed call
Brodie told me keep it going
Get the bread dawg
So I gotta run it up
Until his bail off
Ever since I started rappin'
I done sailed off
I got into spittin' dope
I'm talkin' pale raw
Young nigga cold and sharp
Just like a rail saw
So you gotta heat me up
Just like a damn thaw
Slide through all in a nissan
Get out my way, you hear that motor growl
We ain't stressin' bout no peons
Cuz we'll spray, they betta hold it down
Got these drug to ease the pain
You know I love to turn my sober down
Cuz the love ain't been the same
It's feelin' strange, that's why I'm rollin' loud
The world we livin' in ain't really real
It's just make believe
They fakin' how they feel, they need to chill
Wit all that maybelline
Shawty thick, and got appeal, I'm tryna drill
Feel like she made for me
Marijuana just to heal, don't need a pill
That's why I paid for tree
All them nights ain't have a plan
Now I'm the man, a nigga prayed to be
Niggas never gave hand, was always damn
And now they came to see
G $o not here to play
Back then, they wouldn't have stayed for me
Won't show no fear today
Fore Pablo died, we always played for keeps
Traumatized from hearin' gun shots
All them nights of cryin' pain
In my head a riot came
So now I'm lyin' wit my flame
No my bro ain't die in vain
You diss his name, we light yo brain
You gon die slow, that's on gang
Because these hallows, flyin' flames
For them nachos, all my vatos
Send them shells off at yo brain
Pull up pronto, buss yo taco
Leave yo noodles, like lo mein
I be dolo, I don't kick it
I can't really do no hang
I be solo from the tension
I can't hang around no lame
They gon play when you ain't got shit
Eat cock when you get on
Never hated because I'm hot shit
Beat drop, then I'm in my zone
Gotta cutie, wanna bone
But the studi, feel like home
Sendin' nudies of her bootie
Fuck her stupid, then I'm gone
It's just make believe
They fakin' how they feel, they need to chill
Wit all that maybelline
Shawty thick, and got appeal, I'm tryna drill
Feel like she made for me
Marijuana just to heal, don't need a pill
That's why I paid for tree
All them nights ain't have a plan
Now I'm the man a nigga prayed to be
Niggas never gave hand, was always damn
And now they came to see
G $o not here to play
Back then, they wouldn't have stayed for me
Won't show no fear today
Fore Pablo died, we always played for keeps
Know we always played for keeps
Got my glock beside the seat
You know we always trained for beefs
That nigga wild, we'll tame a beast
This heater loud, for niggas riled
And actin' vile, angrily
This forty cal'll make a sound
And lay you down, painfully
You betta calm down that aggression
For them tears come out yo mama
Have her goin' through depression
Cuz you got hit wit that llama
You got jammed up wit dat Wesson
Glizzy just for my persona
You can try, get taught a lesson
Forty kickin' like it's Rhonda
Free my brother Ralphie
From the feds y'all
I remember talkin' to him
On the fed call
Brodie told me keep it going
Get the bread dawg
So I gotta run it up
Until his bail off
Ever since I started rappin'
I done sailed off
I got into spittin' dope
I'm talkin' pale raw
Young nigga cold and sharp
Just like a rail saw
So you gotta heat me up
Just like a damn thaw
Slide through all in a nissan
Get out my way, you hear that motor growl
We ain't stressin' bout no peons
Cuz we'll spray, they betta hold it down
Got these drug to ease the pain
You know I love to turn my sober down
Cuz the love ain't been the same
It's feelin' strange, that's why I'm rollin' loud
The world we livin' in ain't really real
It's just make believe
They fakin' how they feel, they need to chill
Wit all that maybelline
Shawty thick, and got appeal, I'm tryna drill
Feel like she made for me
Marijuana just to heal, don't need a pill
That's why I paid for tree
All them nights ain't have a plan
Now I'm the man, a nigga prayed to be
Niggas never gave hand, was always damn
And now they came to see
G $o not here to play
Back then, they wouldn't have stayed for me
Won't show no fear today
Fore Pablo died, we always played for keeps
Traumatized from hearin' gun shots
All them nights of cryin' pain
In my head a riot came
So now I'm lyin' wit my flame
No my bro ain't die in vain
You diss his name, we light yo brain
You gon die slow, that's on gang
Because these hallows, flyin' flames
For them nachos, all my vatos
Send them shells off at yo brain
Pull up pronto, buss yo taco
Leave yo noodles, like lo mein
I be dolo, I don't kick it
I can't really do no hang
I be solo from the tension
I can't hang around no lame
They gon play when you ain't got shit
Eat cock when you get on
Never hated because I'm hot shit
Beat drop, then I'm in my zone
Gotta cutie, wanna bone
But the studi, feel like home
Sendin' nudies of her bootie
Fuck her stupid, then I'm gone
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Writer(s): Keonte Bradley
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