Jaylen - Play For Keeps

Ahh, uhh
Uhh, uhh uhh uhh
[Swepp, not again!]
Mhh, uhh
Yeah
[CorMill, these niggas sound crazy!]
I'm not the type to play around unless I play for keeps
Don't give your heart into these bitches, they gone play you sweet
Where I'm from, the good die young, so I can barley sleep
And that's why every night, I pray Dear Lord my soul to keep
Homicide on WLOX every week
You can see it when you wake up in the morning and you yawning
Another family in mourning
So I pray to God that I can see the morning
I had 'em sleeping, now they eyes open
I tried to show them my vision, they ain't have no bifocal
"It's niggas hating you Jaylen", trust me, I know it
Cause I don't think nobody want it more than I want it
Tell me how the fuck they hit yo brother, you ain't slide on 'em
You say you love them, why the fuck is you not riding for them
Cause when it come down to my niggas, then I'm dying for them
Gotta keep that iron on me
Imma open fire on em
The street shit deep in my DNA and in my chromosomes
A nigga play and Imma blow the chrome and hit his dome and get him gone
I'll send him home
I cannot leave the booth alone
My therapist the microphone
This shit is where I belong
I ain't tryna parlay
I been tryna slide for 365 days
All them niggas on some other shit but I know mine ain't
Clean em' up like Suavé
Said Imma clean em' up like Suavé
I'm not the type to play around unless I play for keeps
Don't put your heart into these bitches, they gone play you sweet
Where I'm from, the good die young, so I can barley sleep
And that's why every night, I pray Dear Lord my soul to keep
Homicide on WLOX every week
You see it when you wake up in the morning and you yawning
Another family in mourning
So I pray to God that I can see the morning
Yeah, yeah yeah
Don't give your heart into these bitches, they gone play you sweet
They gone play you sweet
Said they gone play you sweet
Yes sir, yes sir, uh uhh

Written by:
Jaylen Johnson

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