For Keeps - Rich the Kid feat NBA Youngboy
(Chase Money Ap)
My heart cold, I bet the angels agree
These n_ggas fake, I don't f_ck with them
They all strangers to me
We play for keeps, let off that heat
And we leave stains in the street, yeah
They take a stand, we make 'em all go to sleep
Gotta know we playin' for keeps
They knockin' 'em off for cheap
I pray to the Lord, my soul to keep
I made a hundred thousand, I was sleep
These n_ggas fake, I don't f_ck with 'em
They all strangers to me
One call, that's all, make 'em all go to sleep
I want the money, but you want the fame lil n_gga
Ran the check way up, my pockets bigger
F_cked the lil foreign b_tch, we don't take no pictures
Pulled the stick out, they don't want no issues
Don't want no issues, don't want no issues
Sometimes I tote two guns, I run with plenty bullets
I rock two Rollies, I'm not regular
I'm straight out the trenches
Got a new Maybach, ain't drove it once
But dropped some ashes in it
Got platinum plaques and I got gold
And got several pendants
I'm just from the block
No talking, watch, forever minding my business
Put that on my four sons
I won't fold, I be toting that glizzy
This ankle bracelet on my leg
I'm already sensitive
My heart calls, I bet the angels agree
These n_ggas fake, I don't f_ck with them
They all strangers to me
We play for keeps, laid out that heat
And we leave stains in the street
They take a stand we make 'em all go to sleep
Gotta know we playin' for keeps
They knockin' 'em off for cheap
I pray to the lord, may soul to keep
I made a hundred thousand, I was sleep
These n_ggas fake, I don't f_ck with 'em
They all strangers to me
One call, that's all, make 'em all go to sleep
Tryin' to box something ain't leaning off them Xans, I be charged up
Popping, go to set tripping, throwin' B's in that order
Dave died from that chopper at 16, fast extinguish, wish I can call him
And we don't charge 'em
She told me that's my blood so we ain't charging
So my n_gga if they play, then they gon' die today
No, they ain't never seen a n_gga spraying out the Wraith
Lawyer need a quarter mil and he gon' beat the case
Make another half a mil, I threw it in the safe
I can't kick it with these n_ggas 'cause they all fake
No we ain't never going broke because we all straight
Made another hunnid had a long day
Pullin' out the chopper look the wrong way
My heart calls, I bet the angels agree
These n_ggas fake, I don't f_ck with them
They all strangers to me
We play for keeps, laid out that heat
And we leave stains in the street
They take a stand we make 'em all go to sleep
Gotta know we playin' for keeps
They knockin' 'em off for cheap
I pray to the lord, may soul to keep
I made a hunnid thousand, I was sleep
These n_ggas fake, I don't f_ck with 'em
They all strangers to me
One call, that's all, make 'em all go to sleep
No cap!
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