LoveZWill - Don't play

Please don't play with us
Anybody I call gang, please don't play with us
I know violence is respect, please don't play with us
Bullets hit em in they neck if they play with us
Turn a body into angel dust, I won't say too much
Swear to God before the end, gon' have more funds than my whole city
Listen, clearly, that was never the goal
Never gon' care for these hoes
Block a bitch quick on my soul
Every day insight my goals
In my bag gettin' loafs
Don't play with us
Don't play with us
Don't play with us
Don't play with us
Don't play with us
Don't play with us
Don't play with us
Don't play with us
Bullets airing out, they love the violence
I'm round killers right now, please don't never try me
I heard the last Color that he ever seen was red
Bullets hit him till he bleed out, now he got no breath
Another mama down to depressed
Another mama down to depressed
Another mama down to depressed
Another mama down to depressed
Another mama down
It's the last of us
Bitch, we need each other
No time to kill each other
We dying by the dozen
Get locked up by the dozen
So stupid we all kill each other for some fucking money
So stupid how we all kill each other bout some old shit
I ain't never gave a fuck about a nigga or a diss
Only think about my goals and the way I'm gonna live
The day we come together, we gon' run the world
Gotta crash this bitch
Don't play with us
Don't play with us
Don't play with us
Don't play with us
Don't play with us
Don't play with us
Don't play with us
Don't play with us
Bullets airing out, they love the violence
I'm round killers right now, please don't never try me
I heard the last Color that he ever seen was red
Bullets hit him till he bleed out, now he got no breath
Another mama down to depressed
Another mama down to depressed
Another mama down to depressed
Another mama down to depressed
Another mama down
Please don't play with us
Anybody I call gang, please don't play with us
I know violence is respect, please don't play with us
Bullets hit em in they neck if they play with us
Turn a body into angel dust, I won't say too much
Swear to God before the end, gon' have more funds than my whole city
Listen, clearly, that was never the goal
Never gon' care for these hoes
Block a bitch quick on my soul
Every day insight my goals
In my bag gettin' loafs

Written by:
Zemartis Williams

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