For Keeps (feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again)

(CashMoneyAP)

My heart cold, I bet the angels agree

These **** fake, I don't fuck with them, they all strangers to me

We play for keeps, laid out that heat

And we leave stains in the street, yeah

They take a stand, we make 'em all go to sleep, yeah

Gotta know we playing for keeps

They knockin' 'em off for cheap

I pray to the Lord my soul to keep

Made a hundred thousand, I was sleep

These **** fake, I don't fuck with them, 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, love

Ran the check way up, my pockets bigger

Fucked the lil' foreign bitch, we don't take no pictures

Pull the stick out, they don't want no issue

Don't want no issues, don't want no issues

Sometimes I tote two guns, I run with plenty killers

I rock two Rollies, I'm not regular, I'm straight out them 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 pennies

I'm from the block, no talk and watch, forever mind 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 sentenced

My heart cold, I bet the angels agree

These **** fake, I don't fuck with them, they all strangers to me

We play for keeps, laid out that heat

And we leave stains in the street, yeah

They take a stand, we make 'em all go to sleep, yeah

Gotta know we playing for keeps

They knockin' 'em off for cheap

I pray to the Lord my soul to keep

Made a hundred thousand, I was sleep

These **** fake, I don't fuck with them, they all strangers to me

One call, that's all, make 'em all go to sleep

Tryna rock something, ain't leanin' off them Xans, I be charged up

Poppin', go to set trippin', throwin' B's, in that order

Dave died from that chopper at sixteen, wish I can call him

And we don't charge 'em, she told

But that's my blood, so we ain't charge 'em

Told my ****, if they play, then they gon' die today

No, they ain't never seen a **** 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 **** cause they all fake

No, we ain't never going broke because we all straight

Made another hundred, had a long day

Pullin' out the chopper, look the wrong way

My heart cold, I bet the angels agree

These **** fake, I don't fuck with them, they all strangers to me

We play for keeps, laid out that heat

And we leave stains in the street, yeah

They take a stand, we make 'em all go to sleep, yeah

Gotta know we playing for keeps

They knockin' 'em off for cheap

I pray to the Lord my soul to keep

Made a hundred thousand, I was sleep

These **** fake, I don't fuck with them, they all strangers to me

One call, that's all, make 'em all go to sleep