Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Play for Keeps, artist - B.o.B.
Date of issue: 26.04.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Play for Keeps |
How much must I repeat? |
We only play for keeps |
No time-outs, no free throws, no refs, no penalties |
No handouts, no pit stops, no cheat codes, no sleep |
But the drinks are on us, if you with it then pull up a seat |
When you’re roaming through the jungle talk is nothing, talk is cheap |
Time is money, money is power, power corrupts eventually, damn |
So what are the options? |
What are the choices left for me? |
What other rule is left to break? |
I guess my fate is a quest for me |
Man I’m a dog that ain’t got no leash |
Man got a crib, it ain’t got no lease |
Man got a flow that ain’t got no brain |
But I still get brain, no hands no teeth, uh |
Nowadays, niggas are killas on the beat |
But where I was raised all of the killas was down the street |
Better do your research |
Feeling like I fell out of the sky and landed feet first |
My squad go hard, my squad go concrete, watch my team work |
Hell yea, you can tell that the boy finna eat cause I took my seat first |
3 course meal, full entrée, refills and I want my dessert |
So why not make a toast? |
Tomorrow could always be worse |
Now keep them bottles coming by the kiloliter |
And get that Ana off your chest, try to keep a clean shirt |
I’m so Grand Hustle, you ain’t even in my league sir |
What’s up with these nerds? |
They be out here, gettin' their salads tossed, gettin' their leaves turned |
The game just ain’t what it used to be, the quality is blurred |
But a dying breed survives and a dynasty emerged |
So put it in the air if you entirely concur |
She call me hippie cause I live without any concern |
Up on this green earth, I’m on them green herbs |
Yeah yeah, yeah, I stay in them trees like the Keeblers |
And they say that I look higher in person |
As a kid I played in the yard, but now I’m astro turfing |
I lived the actual version of the fantasies they utter |
Made up stories of threesomes, they must just be seeing double |
Run for cover, here comes trouble |
My heart is going cold so I gotta sleep with warmer covers |
Polar bear pimpin', solar flare spittin' |
Somebody tell ‘em that this is professional stuntin', don’t attempt it |
Society is twisted, they tryna take us under |
So when you see them folks, don’t forget to warn a brother |
I made it out alive but still the battle is a struggle |
Veni, vidi, vici, I came, I saw, I conquered |
They mad cause I murdered the game |
And their name wasn’t in the will |
You see, most of these haters are mad rappers who just still waiting on a deal |
And they jealous of my success cause my shoes cost more than a bill |
But I’ll never sit down at another table unless I’m invited to the meal |
To some it’s like conquering mountains, to me it’s like stepping on hills |
Remember the images in your mirror can be bigger than they appear |
And the truth can be hard to swallow, depends on the size of the pill |
And by the looks it’s about the time that you had your prescription filled |
My life, full length feature presentation |
There are no intermissions, no time for commercial breaking |
A fighter in his prime, a legend in the making |
There’s no debating when you let your numbers make the statement |