PLAY FOR KEEPS Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Closet got nothing but Saint Laurent, still ain't enough
Stuffed up pockets, done ruined my jeans, spilling my cup
Niggas showing nothing but hate for me, please get away from me
I had a homie that thought he could take from me, boy don't you play with me
Way back she wouldn't wait for me, but now that we up
She want a nigga that's faithful, see, but I won't cuff
Know the real reason you think of me, cuz I got a bank on me
I cut her off cuz my heart got a vacancy, and I gotta play for keeps
I fell in love with a dancer, telling myself not to do it again
Found out my dog was a cancer, cut off the tumor, now healing begin
I done got drunk on a Wednesday, finished the bottle, forgetting my sins
I know if mama was here, she'd be holding her head, I need to repent
Niggas been calling me twin, like I ain't notice, they motive to get me to spend
Mama said when I was ten, boy you a leader, so I don't be following trends
I don't even fuck with my kin, if you wasn't with me when I was just down on my dick
This for them niggas be counting mine, you need a alibi how you gon act like we friends
Where you was at? Working my nine to five, ain't nobody hit my line
Where you was at? I was just on my grind, young nigga hitting my prime
Where you was at? She ain't wanna spend no time, now she wanna eat on my dime
I don't be showing no sympathy, I done seen friends turn to enemies
Closet got nothing but Saint Laurent, still ain't enough
Stuffed up pockets, done ruined my jeans, spilling my cup
Niggas showing nothing but hate for me, please get away from me
I had a homie that thought he could take from me, boy don't you play with me
Way back she wouldn't wait for me, but now that we up
She want a nigga that's faithful, see, but I won't cuff
Know the real reason you think of me, cuz I got a bank on me
I cut her off cuz my heart got a vacancy, and I gotta play for keeps
Lies in my face, on the regular, I'm so used to expecting the worst
Nothing but fakes, on my cellular, getting guala, a gift and a curse
I don't got patience, for the messenger, all that gossiping fuck what you heard
All of my transgressions in a verse
I'm just a diamond hidden in the dirt
Blood sweat and tears stain a nigga's shirt
I look for love, tired of getting hurt
Over and over, tired of the search
I'd rather cross you before you do it first
Never seen Jesus, I keep seeing Judas
I call you my brother, I can't even compute it
I know the meaning of playing it cool
But I'm fighting this urge to go load up a Ruger, yeah
They miss the old me, yeah yeah yeah,
Walked through this journey, yeah yeah yeah
Where niggas ignored me, yeah yeah yeah,
Them hunnids they on me, yeah yeah yeah
I'm draped up in Marni, yeah yeah yeah, yeah
Closet got nothing but Saint Laurent, still ain't enough
Stuffed up pockets, done ruined my jeans, spilling my cup
Niggas showing nothing but hate for me, please get away from me
I had a homie that thought he could take from me, boy don't you play with me
Way back she wouldn't wait for me, but now that we up
She want a nigga that's faithful, see, but I won't cuff
Know the real reason you think of me, cuz I got a bank on me
I cut her off cuz my heart got a vacancy, and I gotta play for keeps