Play for Keeps (feat. TRizzz, Seiyitaintso & OTB Jaden) - Jvyfromthe203

We play for keeps The whole hood know me No new niggas, they ain't on the block Making guap trying to feed the team Got a motherfucking dot no circle Big 30 hanging out, no curfew One call, yeah Booka gone murk you Sneak diss, man that's gone hurt you Oh yeah, we taking shit Steady running from the Jakes and shit When we reach the top We could stop doing this basic shit Cause I'll ride or die for my niggas I'll get crucified for my niggas You'll never see a one on one, fuck boy The whole squad gone get you These niggas so phony though They'll act like your homie, though 'Til they see some bands, but it ain't your mans He just bail like Romeo And I'm still by the corner store Fuck all this rapping, bro Might think it's a concert And get beyond hurt cause we clapping, ho Now roll that dope shit On the block we smoking shit And niggas die cause the cops Come quicker than the motherfucking doctor, shit It's one thing I never did And that's love a bitch Cause I'm drilling shit I only love my clique My OG told me to slow down I see an opp then he get blowed down Take him down then smoke his whole pound Ah, they deep, huh? Empty the round Get caught but I won't make a sound But it's dead cause I'm shooting out of town We sell green and white but no brown I'm finna bust a shell right now These niggas ain't really in the field Little Folks going in for the kill Late night trying to creep with the steel Shondale, how that hot shit feel? And I love when I'm off that pill Can't change boy I'm too real They say real niggas don't say they real Well fuck nigga I'm real And if he can't break bread he fake I had one more buck on my plate It was me and bro, we was in the store And both of us got 50 cent cake A bitch can't tell me she late The condoms I use don't break We at the starting point of this race We gone win, nigga I can't wait Rondo'll count with your soul GDK fuck a Brick, get exposed In the hood, strapped up, bunch of poles Jakes snatch me up and you know I can't fold 600, free my nigga, D-Rose All these hoes kind of getting too old I ain't playing no lover games with them lover gangs Niggas get smoked Yeah, it's a lot of shooters on my squad Yeah, it's a lot of shooters on my squad And if he holding on that work he get robbed TEC on my neck, I don't need no bodyguard These niggas be crazy These niggas don't tote These niggas think it's a joke Let me see an opp, I'm a blow See a lot of niggas say I changed Cause Rondo done made a little change I still claim the set I claimed And I ain't going, try to take my chain D-Block, free my nigga M-Thang Steve Drive, that's my campaign And I would never switch, that just don't exist Cuz, that's been on my name Yeah, I'm a shooter bitch Tay 600 up them rugers quick Deadbeat pops, got raised by the block I was trying to make it flip He was probably with his moms He was probably on the porch Since a youngin, bitch I been that nigga I was blowing the torch You know how I rock, nigga They know how I rock, nigga Cdai got 22 shots, nigga Add 8 more, that's a mop, nigga Niggas do all that talk My niggas don't come from that code Rock a opp, they could take that loss 600, bitch, Rondo the boss

(Aye, is that F1?) (Told you my head's fried) (You heard it through the grapevine) Girl, you should know that I play for keeps Don't ever do me wrong and you can stay with me Been through some tough times Baby, I can't shed light, don't trust 'cause my ex lied Maybe I should take five And I've been through some tough times Told you my head's fried Heard about me, well, you heard it through the grapevine Baby, gotta take time Hold you like a Birkin bag on your waistline Come we just slow wine Girl, you make me feel a way, yuh Pretty brown skin coming from Jamaica You know I'm tryna get this paper One-woman man, girl, I ain't no player I wanna do you not fuck later Even though I got a lot on my plate, yeah Just come my way Ooh, baby, just come my way Baby girl, come my way, I really wanna grab your waistline Baby girl, you drive me crazy Fuck around and have my babies Girl, you know I always keep it one on a Ride around with me, be my one gunner No makeup and you'll still be a show stunner Girl, I wanna fuck you 'til the sun come up Girl, you should know that I play for keeps Don't ever do me wrong and you can stay with me Been through some tough times Baby, I can't shed light, don't trust 'cause my ex lied Maybe I should take five And I've been through some tough times Told you my head's fried Heard about me, well, you heard it through the grapevine Baby, gotta take time Hold you like a Birkin bag on your waistline Come we just slow wine Ain't seen bro in a while now (in a while) Back and forth trips from Thornton towards Highdown (too low) Telling me it's better in jail, it's alright now (it's alright) Said he looks better in scrubs like Lil Durk, Chi' Town (Lil Durk) Must be drunk off his head or high now (is he drunk?) When I say I meant it The sentence should have been suspended Steal them birds food like a spoonful of Lemsip If I die, can't be slow, I beg it end quick I'll be in heaven with my brothers, T and Demz at the entrance Didn't have a choice, can't lie, the shit chose me Hot in the jungle, night blue like Mowgli Auntie on me, shouldn't listen what they told me Shit hot, it kicked off Should've thought big, big, like Rick Ross (bigger) The big boss tried lip-lock (lip-lock) Fuck boy, got stung, now he's in clinic and his dick hot (haha) I went ulti', I thought I got ripped off (ripped off) 28 grams, can't believe that flip-flop (flip-flop) Now it's point five, point four-fours they're getting ripped off (ripped off) If you was in my shoes, you'd be pissed off (pissed off) Girl, you should know that I play for keeps Don't ever do me wrong and you can stay with me Been through some tough times Baby, I can't shed light, don't trust 'cause my ex lied Maybe I should take five And I've been through some tough times Told you my head's fried Heard about me, well, you heard it through the grapevine Baby, gotta take time Hold you like a Birkin bag on your waistline Come, we just slow wine (Told you my head's fried) (You heard it through the grapevine)

Every time that I leave my home You know that pistol stay with me Cuz these snake niggas tryna see me gone Plus I'm knowing that we play for keeps And every time my bitch hit my phone She saying that she pray for me Cuz she these snake niggas wanna see me gone And she know it ain't safe in these streets Every time that I leave my home You know that pistol stay with me Cuz these snake niggas wanna see me gone Plus I'm knowing that we play for keeps And every time my bitch hit my phone She saying that she pray for me Cuz she these snake niggas wanna see me gone And she know it ain't safe in these streets Another day another dolla' my nigga Another lick double the profit my nigga These bitches claiming that they solid my nigga The pressure on is she gone ride for a nigga I can't trust none of these niggas I can't trust none of these bitches Cuz I feel like they out to get me So that pistol it stay on me And that clip it hold thirty Yeah you know that bitch is never empty I tell my brothers that I love them niggas Cuz they solid they won't bend fold or buckle nigga And these niggas hating on us Cuz they ain't fucking with us Pillow talking to a bitch and still ain't fucking hit it Damn you a fuck nigga You know wassup nigga I don't fuck witcha So get the fuck nigga 'Fore this choppa bust nigga Or when it bust nigga You better duck nigga Cuz this bitch gon' kick like punts nigga The streets ain't the place to be So my girl at home Alone Say she going wait for me Cause if I don't make it home if I don't make it home she don't feel it's safe to sleep But some niggas wanna snitch wanna talk I gotta get violent Potato on the pistol gotta get em silent Show at the funeral everybody crying I'm smiling In the face that this nigga left his child in I'm wilding Crazy I belong in the asylum Wilding two choppas when I'm wilding Never known to slip but a nigga always sliding Yeah I know these niggas play for keeps But the grave ain't the place for me Like forty bitch the drake with me Niggas pussy don't mistake for me Cash nigga you can't take from me Because every time I leave my home You know that pistol stay on me Cause I know these niggas tryna get me gone But they know they play for keeps Every time my girl hit my phone Tell that girl pray for me Cause she know some niggas wanna get me gone And it ain't safe in the streets

Nigga Don't you Run up On me You just Gonna Be a Body Yes I Got that Shit tucked On me Take you Out your Fucking Glory Nigga Don't you Run up On me You just Gonna Be a Body Yes I Got that Shit tucked On me Take you Out your Fucking Glory Stupid bitch (What the fuck is this bitch talking about?) Hold up Folding up, talking tough, now you wanna quote us Evil motherfuckers but she wanna get to know us Chop the bitch, off the bitch, there's no other option Dues paid, new day, I don't gotta swap shit Twisted with indifference, fixing drinks, I'm crimson sipping Sit or lying down, I'm hidden Reliable precision Fire and I'm hitting the desire in my vision keeps me driven My windows tinted I'm hitting licks, you niggas lip sync I drop, the ship sink Don't drop again because your shit stink I make the mosh pit all stop and listen Silent execution, close your eyes as the solution motherfucker Scattered brain, everything in my head ain't working right Shorty tried too warm my heart and only turned herself to ice It's a cold world like an ice age, hold a burner tight Red beam on it that shit put you in the perfect light I'm kicking shit like a can in the street I bring the pressure, don't panic just breath Who else can measure? I stand at the peak Then I fell to the sky and landed on my feet Held hands with Lucy we danced to the beat Next to the lake where we planned we would meet This shit a circus, these cannons is free Tossing shade just get you tossed in the sea They found you in water like Nemo uh This shit can get very illegal uh I'm gonna pull up with them people uh Three deep with three heats, we double the trios Okay bang bitch Big stick Kick back left his wig split Gang Gang shit Clique bitch Low tatted between where my wrist slit Nigga Don't you Run up On me You just Gonna Be a Body Yes I Got that Shit tucked On me Take you Out your Fucking Glory Nigga Don't you Run up On me You just Gonna Be a Body Yes I Got that Shit tucked On me Take you Out your Fucking Glory

I'm a dead man walking with a limp, hey Smoking head band coughing off a zip, hey Finesse the head then she walking out my crib, hey Pop some meds then forget all the shit that I regret I'm a dead man walking with a limp, hey Smoking head band coughing off a zip, hey Finesse the head then she walking out my crib, hey Pop some meds then forget all the shit that I regret I been smoking too much I ain't been feeling too good I been smoking too much I ain't been feeling too good Can't stop rolling shit up Not like I wish I that could Can't get caught opening up Not like I wish that I would I been smoking too much I ain't been feeling too good I been smoking too much I ain't been feeling too good Can't stop rolling shit up Not like I wish I that could Can't get caught opening up Not like I wish that I would I been in my thoughts, you know that Tryna find myself but I'm out roaming with no map Weight up on my shoulders hurt my back I got burdens on my soul, and that's facts No cap, okay Everyday the same shit And that's some sad to say shit Don't ask me how my day went I hate conversation Conversate with Satan, okay And arguing with God, oh no Fell away from Heaven's gates then I landed in a drop top, okay Artist, architect, I build my character Elm city mobbing yeah you know the area The sky the limit, I don't know a barrier Depression hit him, here go hysteria Evil whispers in my head, keep hearing em Stay inside because my mind delirious Been tempted and when the cat get curious Can't stop myself before some shit get serious I'm a dead man walking with a limp, hey Smoking head band coughing off a zip, hey Finesse the head then she walking out my crib, hey Pop some meds then forget all the shit that I regret I'm a dead man walking with a limp, hey Smoking head band coughing off a zip, hey Finesse the head then she walking out my crib, hey Pop some meds then forget all the shit that I regret I been smoking too much I ain't been feeling too good I been smoking too much I ain't been feeling too good Can't stop rolling shit up Not like I wish I that could Can't get caught opening up Not like I wish that I would I been smoking too much I ain't been feeling too good I been smoking too much I ain't been feeling too good Can't stop rolling shit up Not like I wish I that could Can't get caught opening up Not like I wish that I would

I been stuck up in my mind Having dark thoughts, I can't lie Demons haunt me all the time This evil in me made me blind Temptation calling on my line I pick up, can't press decline I've felt this way all my life I just wanna make shit right I been stuck up in my mind Having dark thoughts, I can't lie Demons haunt me all the time This evil in me made me blind Temptation calling on my line I pick up, can't press decline I've felt this way all my life I just wanna make shit right Everybody always asking what the fuck is wrong I been torn apart, mind and heart having tug of war I can't settle down cuz life a bitch that I won't settle for Underground King, what you think I need a Coretta for? Better off All of my metaphors Bang like when metal fall They can't step to my repertoire And more than lately I been feeling sort of crazy Tryna compare my pages of blueprints to Jay Z's That's prolly why I feel so down Cuz I'm trying to size up to the same rappers that made me And trying to rise up above the same past that changed me Shit, who could tame me? I say what I say, how I said it, and what I say's clean Flow so hard when it hit I make the bass lean I'm from the shadows where the sun don't shine Climbing through the gravel cuz them guns don't mind Where the fuck they travel long as someone die I been tryna pave a way that someone won't find I been stuck up in my mind Having dark thoughts, I can't lie Demons haunt me all the time This evil in me made me blind Temptation calling on my line I pick up, can't press decline I've felt this way all my life I just wanna make shit right I been stuck up in my mind Having dark thoughts, I can't lie Demons haunt me all the time This evil in me made me blind Temptation calling on my line I pick up, can't press decline I've felt this way all my life I just wanna make shit right Please don't call my cell, I'm unavailable Please just wish me well because here I go Monsters in my head, it's a terror show And until I'm dead, it's unbearable Please don't call my cell, I'm unavailable Please just wish me well because here I go Monsters in my head, it's a terror show And until I'm dead, it's unbearable Please don't call my cell, I'm unavailable Please just wish me well because here I go Monsters in my head, it's a terror show And until I'm dead, it's unbearable

Get a bag, and avoid the hoes I can't fall in love, that's just how it goes Spit the rap, mix the audio Turn the volume up, let's see how it goes Stick to cash, and a lotta dope I cannot get cuffed, that's just how it goes Split a rack with my amigos We gon run it up, and see how it goes Get a bag, and avoid the hoes I can't fall in love, that's just how it goes Spit the rap, mix the audio Turn the volume up, let's see how it goes Stick to cash, and a lotta dope I cannot get cuffed, that's just how it goes Split a rack with my amigos We gon run it up, and see how it goes That's just how it goes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes (That's just how it goes) I was prolly lying if I told a girl I love her She could be a dime, but she still just another number I could be sublime, but my mind still in the gutter Told a psychic read between lines, and between the lines said fuck em I'm on the ave I'm on the cash I off the pack I often trap Off of them drugs I'm on relapse Damn, what the fuck Where am I at I woke up sober, surroundings look strange Walking around and my town looking changed Too many niggas that I thought was real But really they fake, who could I blame Had to unfollow my ex So I could follow a check She ripped my heart out my chest I hit the bank for the meds I need deposit direct I make the calls, collect They might mistake me a ref That shit be common as threats She gimme the jaw, the neck Take off the draws, she wet Need my bread long, baguettes I'm putting on for the set Niggas is fake I see them mimicking snakes I see them licking their fangs Let's get this shit straight Yall better slither away I'm in the yard with the K Yo word to my mother I tried praying to God I waited so long for an answer my problems solved themselves It took me til I was now years old to realize I was responsible for myself How long did it take you? I'll put my what it's called down if you put down yours I gotta tell you a secret anyway None of this shit matters... Get a bag, and avoid the hoes I can't fall in love, that's just how it goes Spit the rap, mix the audio Turn the volume up, let's see how it goes Stick to cash, and a lotta dope I cannot get cuffed, that's just how it goes Split a rack with my amigos We gon run it up, and see how it goes Get a bag, and avoid the hoes I can't fall in love, that's just how it goes Spit the rap, mix the audio Turn the volume up, let's see how it goes Stick to cash, and a lotta dope I cannot get cuffed, that's just how it goes Split a rack with my amigos We gon run it up, and see how it goes That's just how it goes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes (That's just how it goes)

I know when them haters see me they gon end up mad as fuck All these bitches want my time, but I just spend it adding up I been focused on them racks, and any way to bag em up I'm counting up, they mad as fuck I know them hoes gon wanna get with me but I'm still gon pass em up All these niggas talking money but could never back it up Smoking like a chimney, ash to ash, go back to dust I'm counting up, I'm counting up I need that money back I need my money fast Hopped on the money train I get the money tracked Bad bitch, I broke her back Like laundry, I folded that My heart? No hoe in that Y'all will not hold me back I see the green then I'm on it We not the same, let's be honest That basic shit, I'm beyond it I stay high, I swear I be soaring Autumn leaves, watch how they falling It's some demons I'm involved with My mind on the rise, I'm evolving Money bags always keep calling I know when them haters see me they gon end up mad as fuck All these bitches want my time, but I just spend it adding up I been focused on them racks, and any way to bag em up I'm counting up, they mad as fuck I know them hoes gon wanna get with me but I'm still gon pass em up All these niggas talking money but could never back it up Smoking like a chimney, ash to ash, go back to dust I'm counting up, I'm counting up Hand me my shit back Don't take me for granted I need my shit back I hope you don't think any different I need my shit back I need my shit back I need my shit back I'm counting up all these racks I'm counting up I'm adding up I'm counting up You mad as fuck I'm counting up I'm adding up I'm counting up You mad as fuck I know when them haters see me they gon end up mad as fuck All these bitches want my time, but I just spend it adding up I been focused on them racks, and any way to bag em up I'm counting up, they mad as fuck I know them hoes gon wanna get with me but I'm still gon pass em up All these niggas talking money but could never back it up Smoking like a chimney, ash to ash, go back to dust I'm counting up, I'm counting up