| Niggas lied to me, niggas stole from me
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| But I ain’t cry about it, I got more money
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| Everybody on my phone tryna hold something
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| Even that bag wanna fuck me, I got loads coming
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| Road runner, quick to switch up States
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| I been MIA
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| Get some head, put that nigga out
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| Then get my number changed
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| Molly Brazy, pull up on your block
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| Let that engine growl
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| Sounding like that nigga from Verizon
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| «Can you hear me now?»
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| Jewelry loud, I look like I done came up on a lick
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| I been snapping ever since they took my brother out
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| He told me «sis, step it up, and keep your foot on they necks»
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| Quit staring at me, I just smacked a bitch (?)
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| I swear
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| They so disloyal show them how to ball
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| Ain’t got no morals, bitches breaking laws
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| Beefing over niggas, I swear I done seen it all
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| They been fake they whole life, these hoes Santa Clause
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| Bitch, you ain’t no housewife, you a housekeeper
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| Queen Petty, you don’t like me?
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| I don’t like you neither
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| Fifteen hundred for these sneaks, couldn’t find them cheaper
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| Red tint, but the arms look like Justin Bieber
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| You must’ve bumped your head, you thought I was broke
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| These hoes stalk my Instagram to see what I got on
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| They so spooked, when they see me I get compliments
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| Got too many money problems, they need counseling
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| Flew to Oakland, holla at Curry, get some autographs
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| Real shooter since he met him, he ain’t call me back
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| I grew up around here, my city ain’t that bad
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| But you ain’t from around here, so let me take that back
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| A rat gone be a rat, I ain’t gone say no more
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| Where them cape, cause these filters out here saving hoes
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| From the bottom, climb that latter, it ain’t take me long
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| A lot of ups, a lot of downs, it just made me strong
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| You a side bitch, we ain’t got shit in common
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| Pity party, bunch of mad ass baby mamas
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| Ain’t got no time to play with y’all, cause I’m too busy counting
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| Grown as hell, but I swear that money keep my grounded
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| Birkins and Peruvian, they go hand-in-hand
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| If I bust out this Rolly, it’s gone hammer dance
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| I ain’t got no roof, George Jefferson
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| Quick reminder, hoes got me out my element
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| Miss me now, see my later, ain’t no meet and greet
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| That Draco on the seat, bitch I play for keeps
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| I can’t even go to sleep, Twitter got me geeked
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| Cause I know these hoes sweet, and they don’t wanna beef
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| That deal ain’t change nothing, but my bank account
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| And where I live, I got deer running through my house
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| My mama prayed for it, I just went and bought it
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| I told her she can have it, I don’t care what it cost me
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| You talking beneficial, step into my office
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| But when y’all got to spilling tea is where y’all bitches lost me
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| Forreal |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Play For Keeps , by - Molly Brazy. Song from the album Big Brazy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп