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didn't get to be practical
She had me at hello

I played with her fingers and she
She played with mine
She laughed, I guess I made her smile
And forget

we make this shit look cool
They played it by the book, I always played it by my rules
Yeah, searchin' for an answer they can't get a clue
Yeah,

after you played your part
Thank them for the lesson learned after they played your heart
See I'm just gone hold it down for everybody that need me

heart (Unbreak, unbreak)
You always played the part (Played the part)
You hang things over my head (Over my head)
Right next to you but I can't feel you

what else Is There to expect
You can't change the past or how you played me to the Left
Now i'm out here living life, I live my life with no regrets

No

broke my heart, we just fell apart
And when you called my name, you played your games
I won't care about your name, I won't care about the shame, cause

game
But y'all still play checkers
She tried to play me bruh but I played it cool
Then I played her for tryna play me like a fool
Hate the game baby

Girl you driving me crazy
Gave you my heart but you fucked around and played me
Can't get you off my mind
I be thinking bout you daily
These niggas

ain't know me but know they use my name as advantage
Got burned for being real I feel the candle
Couldn't stand getting played I turned the channel
I

Now things ain't the same no more shawty be hitting my phone
I recall dem played me on the come up, now na me dey ball
Man I done Score, Make dem

over yea I'm bout to bless
It's demon time when I'm in her neck
Never played with bread never played with checks
Real nigga with a real hitter
I bleed em

them
I was never street enough
And you were for the streets yeah
Now I'm getting choosy with my hand
But I guess it played out
Cause now I want
You

without a diet to consume
Music can't be played soft, we've got sound but no volume

I'm trying to find the truth by runnin' from the lies
There must have

days they cried
Fighting arguing wit T court cases I know y'all hate crime
I got ptsd played rsb 6th grade I showed signs
The world different to me

lesson learned 
Getting played getting burned 
It’s a cold dish you’re servin’
But you’re no tip deserving’

Hook
Thank you very much
Already had enough

somebody on my side
Someone I can love all through the night
But in an instant the beautiful sight was gone
‘Cause the DJ fucked up
When he played my song

a boy of eleven, but I somehow understood
That the old guitar picker
Just played it cause he could

Well the old guitar picker
Sure has seen the changes

Last night I played our song for the dorm room
And I had a girl crying when she asked about you
Asked to see our picture
Showed my favorite picture

with his luck
He played his music, that shit sucked
If he ain't down then we sendin' him up
Cant keep it down he got sick to his gut
Don't give a fuck,

you've forgotten my name
In my mind, I've played it over and over
All the scenarios I can't get enough of
But I think the one
I can't stop thinking over

vibe
Ight I ain't fucking with ya vibe I'm just I'm just tryna keep this shit alive
Step up to the plate I've been doing my thing
I done played many

seem to stay
I ain't think this was a game
But you played
And you had every cheat code
I still kept it a hundred with you like I was running up c-notes

taste, I'm like 

Who are you?
Who are you?

Holy shit it all happened so quick
that night I played with your pussy and you played with my dick
Too

wearing thin
Records over played
Circling for hours
Minutes turn to days
Needles wearing thin
Our records over
Needles wearing thin
Our records over played