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jdot breezy - play my cards lyrics

ay ( hawky)
n+gga, ay ( alex made this beat)
ayy

[chorus]
i′m risin’ up, it was a hit that′s what i brazen for
n+ggas talkin’ out they neck, why they think they gon’ take me though?
pistol wit′ me in the bed, got the choppa on the floor
money steady in, i dish it right back out for war
i play my cards, these n+ggas on me, bang out i ain′t goin’
i bet i hit wit′ thenum five, my aim on i know it
n+ggas be talkin’ like they k!llers, that ain′t what they doin’ (nah)
my defense strong, i hold it down just like i′m checkin’ you in
strat in the face would getcha k!lled so n+gga, choose wise (b+tch)
it either be ate whatchu gon n+gga, survive or die?
what’s in the dark come to light so think before you lie (b+tch)
pressure made them diamonds glitter, hold it down through hard times
been through that pain, been through that rain
but through it all i stayed the same
i ain′t change, if they said i did, then there the ones that′s fake
i was starvin’, and sum n+ggas ate they dinner in my face
i ain′t have my time comin’, i just sat right there n wait
tables turn now n+ggas mad at me (huh)
sneak disses bein′ throwed, p+ssy n+ggas throwin’ jabs at me
thought y′all should know, well b+tch i live action (on god)
these n+ggas livin’ for the hype
won’t get on social media tall wrestlin (boy)
get up whichu pull a pick n roll (yeah)
i swear dem hoes be a distraction, creep up on ya and i get it on
i dumped the clip, to then don′t bang at all
that′s really whatchu call a give n go n+gga, i done sent ya home
i’m risin′ up, it was a hit that’s what i brazen for
n+ggas talkin′ out they neck, why they think they gon’ take me though?
pistol wit′ me in the bed, got the choppa on the floor
money steady in, i dish it right back out for war
i play my cards, these n+ggas on me, bang out i ain’t goin’
i bet i hit wit′ thenum five, my aim on i know
n+ggas be talkin′ like they k!llers, that ain’t what they doin′ (nah)
my defense strong, i hold it down just like i’m checkin′ you in
they like “dot how you be livin’?
b+tch mind ya business (stupid)
cuz that ain′t whatchu gettin’ paid for, y’all ass trippin′ (b+tch)
gon′ be a lotta p+ssy n+ggas wind up f+ckin’ missin′
got sum light hoes be the reason ion f+ck wit’ n+ggas
came up from the gutter, n+gga
big bang roll get doubled, n+gga
started, b+tch i dare you too
yo ass gon′ take a slug with you
where i’m from we love pistols
and they got them drums in ′em
trappin’ for how long? and you still broke
yo ass a bum, n+gga
i’m risin′ up, it was a hit that′s what i brazen for
n+ggas talkin’ out they neck, why they think they gon′ take me though?
pistol wit’ me in the bed, got the choppa on the floor
money steady in, i dish it right back out for war
i play my cards, these n+ggas on me, bang out i ain′t goin’
i bet i hit wit′ thenum five, my aim on i know
[outro]
n+ggas be talkin’ like they k!llers, that ain’t what they doin′ (nah)
my defense strong, i hold it down just like i′m checkin’ you in
b+tch!

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