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to impress me
I let her voice caress me
She play the game so good she deserve an ESPY
She aiming for my heart so I let my nigga vest me
She get an E for effort

And after all, we all play the game, because we have to ball
Up late chasing my dreams
I never lateral
Busting through opposition limbs and breaking clavicles

fuck em all
It's just me and my niggas taking over the game
And since I conquered this craft, nothing will be the same

Not a dollar on me, this home

Don't play games
Don't play games with my heart, ooh-wee
Now the feels hit me differently
When they hittin' this deep, don't play
Don't play

gonna play no games
And when I'm up in that thing I ain't gonna play no games

I ain't gonna play no play no play no play no games
I ain't gonna play no

curses, they said they want the old Nas back
Play the Clue tapes for old verses
Messin' my homies' lives up, sayin' Nas will rise 'em up
Like they wasn't

nigga, I've been Focused on the money

Not the fame young nigga
I just
Play the game young nigga, making money
They don't even know my name

Young nigga

I keep telling these dudes
Tryna fit in my shoes
Im Ill Bliss what
Son of a chosen race

Memorize the face craft on the base
Elajoe with me Lagos my

yeah
Take a chance I ain't scared to roll the dice yeah
Be advised it's about to be a heist yeah
Play the game but we gon take it by surprise yeah
I want

as I got my team right by me, we forever winning
They tell me keep improving, AR15 On the beat like it's "Metro Booming"
He the reason why I go hard

Text on 'read', and it ain't no accident
Boy, I ain't gon' ask again now you got me in my head
Waiting by the phone at night, that's shit that I

Don't play games
Don't play games with my heart, ooh-wee
Now the feels hit me differently
When they hittin' this deep, don't play
Don't play, yeah,

Gameface

D-Eazy

Street Lingo

To all my haters
D-Eazy. Dirty Fresh
I make moves with my game face bitch
Come On

I make moves with my game face on
I never lose with my game face

Thrive

Newsboys

Thrive

2002

Call me up to Your side
Draw me up to Your light
Let it blind me
Lord, refine me
Refine me out of my mind

Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter

they the best till they witness my craft
Go reverse on the track
As a matter of fact
All these Ass backwards
Backstabbers
Say they bad to the bone
Till

the roll (By the roll)
If it ain't 0's don't go (Don't do it)
Know the game play rolls (Roll)
Me cold I know (I know it)
Started with a dream, turned it

that my craft's infallibly, masterfully stacked
Monosyllabically, that is right where I want to be at
I'm sick when I spit it that's facts, all the rest

Don't play the game if it ain't keeps
Be ready for the finals better practice what you preach
You ain't the stand-up type then find a seat
Your blood

juice
Try to run some game well I’m gon play by my own rules 
Ask you how did it I got swoosh up on my shoes 
Really didin’t think that could lose, oops

Dealing, yeah 

Tryna throw me off my game Like you Qb and sneaking 
But I'm the top defensive Lineman I should 
Play for eagles
Hall of Fame performer
I

Snakey skin and snakey ways
Nothing new, I am not phased
Talk that talk we parting ways
Yeah get up out my face
All these games I do not play
Yeah we

the life of a Schneider, so Much fire I don't need an igniter
I met her at the club prior, doing all Nighters, studying my craft so when You get bit, don't

Aight lil Niggas this one for the books
Working on my craft, throwing in some hooks
Yo bitch like my style got her off the looks
You know I'm da

off like it's Christmas
Believe me
I know that we make this look easy
But you should see all the hours
We put in by the weekly
No weaklings on my team