Lyrics PLAY - J-E-T-S, Jimmy Edgar, Machinedrum

PLAY

Why you play so much?
Damn, y’all play too much
Damn, you play too much
Y’all play too much
Spit it, hit em, miss me with the dumb shit
These motherfuckers really got some fucking gum shit
Coming into function, fronting like they run shit
Spying on a bitch, yo, I think he fucking Russian
Do we need to rush him?
Dun concuss him
You was acting petty with the feddy
You was taking cuts in the cut
Niggas with they nuts in a bunch
Niggas put a punch in your brunch
Walking with the limp and a crutch
You play, play pop all day, big cheese
Punk ass, they see you down on your kneesies
Get down with doggies, bet you got fleasies
Odd bitches lurking, they not my species
Pill pop, you perkin', numbskull, you rascal
For the finger bang bang, lost all your passwords
Last place you face it, bum boy, a straggler
Blanco like Mykki, roll, camera, action
I feel like I’ve been waiting for this moment my entire life
I’ve, I’ve, I’ve dreamed my entire life
I’ve dreamed my entire life
Waiting for this moment my entire life
A true life, a real life
You call it hustling, I call it love (I call it love)
You call it struggling, I call it love
You call it hustling, hustling, I call it love (I call it love)
You call it struggling, I call it love
You call it hustling, I call it love (I call it love)
You call it struggling, I call it love
You call it hustling, I call it love
You call it struggling, I call it love (I call it love)
(I call it love, I call it love)
(I call it love, I call it love)
(I call it love, I call it love)
(I call it love)