| Please don’t play with me
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| We don’t play that
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| Please don’t play with me
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| We don’t play that
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| Please don’t play with me
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| We don’t play that
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| If you play with me, you ‘gon get that pay
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| Back
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| Demrick
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| Me no play that shit, not a little bit
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| Fuck the middleman, we don’t feel the kid
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| Catch him still in here, watch how real it get
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| Watch how militant, when it come to stacking paper up
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| The tracks is bumping, wake the neighbours up
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| Got guns with lasers, baby come and blaze you like my favourite flavours,
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| twist it in a blunt
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| Only live once so I’ma make the best of it
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| Fuck the rest of it
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| Hard to rest knowing death coming
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| You keep coming up like upset stomachs
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| You owe me, I’m coming in head busting
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| And none of those packs short
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| You better add a back force
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| Crash like them backboards
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| We deep like the task force
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| You get what you ask for
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| ‘Cause mama got to eat
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| Sister got to eat, brother got to eat
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| Dirty money coming in every other week
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| Rinse and repeat. |
| (Woah.)
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| We ain’t missing a beat
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| We can hear when you lie through your teeth. |
| (For real.)
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| So please say that shit, we don’t play that shit. |
| (Nah.)
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| You play that shit
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| My patience is paper-thin. |
| You know I play to win
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| We don’t play pretend
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| ‘Til the end it’s
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| (Let's go!)
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| Demrick
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| Please don’t play with me
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| We don’t play that
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| Please don’t play with me
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| We don’t play that
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| Please don’t play with me
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| We don’t play that
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| If you play with me, you ‘gon get that pay
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| Back
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| Rittz
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| Homie I’m too wrong to go on the FaceTime and try to figure out our differences
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| because you got sensitive
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| Writing |