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playing for keeps - millson9 lyrics

[intro]
found a letter here for a boy named bobby taylor
ooh, oh*oh

[chorus]
ik zeg, “god, oh, please, protect me from the streets”
we ain’t givin up, playing for keeps
problems, we gon’ face (gon’ face)
so, it don’t matter the game, tell ’em, “we gon’ play, yeah” (yeah, yeah, yeah)
ik zeg, “god, oh, please, protect me from the streets” (streets)
we ain’t givin up, playing for keeps
problems, we gon’ face (gon’ face)
so, it don’t matter the game, tell ’em, “wе gon’ play, yeah” (yeah, yeah, yеah)

[verse 1]
verloor de aandacht, hadden andere principes
banden piepten, geen sprake van 6 millimeter diepte
jongens streng met de zaak, 0.6 valt niet te kiezen
ik zie ze al beven, want, ‘k kom veel competetiever
willen tiktok tracks horen, kom ze even duidelijk maken
het werd ons niet gegeven en ging ook niet van zichzelf verplaatsen
ze zegt me “ik leef echt gevaarlijk”, wilt met mij in pentjes slapen
schatje doe niet dom, ik ben niet die knul
vandaag vier bar in me zak, morgen 4.0
koper meet me voor acht, ben op locatie om twaalf
zet het in me zestien, want, ben een savage net twintig plus eén
egoist, gaf hem maar twintig plus eén
toch content van hoe ik te werk ga
opent de bagga, zie hoe hij versteld staat, sersteld stond
zat effe krap te kort aan aanbod, dus, ik bel rond
moet cc melden, vraag hoe hij aan zijn melk komt
zo pak ik snelle money alsof ik kom van de melkweg
[chorus]
ik zeg, “god, oh, please, protect me from the streets”
we ain’t givin up, playing for keeps
problems, we gon’ face (gon’ face)
so, it don’t matter the game, tell ’em, “we gon’ play, yeah” (yeah, yeah, yeah)
ik zeg, “god, oh, please, protect me from the streets” (streets)
we ain’t givin up, playing for keeps
problems, we gon’ face (gon’ face)
so, it don’t matter the game, tell ’em, “we gon’ play, yeah” (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[bridge]
tell ’em, “we gon play”
double cup, hennessy is for the pain
never switch on the team, that’s the brocode
tell me why this p*ssy saw p*ssy and had to change
tell ’em, “we gon play”
double cup, hennessy is for the pain
never switch on the team, that’s the brocode
tell me why this p*ssy saw p*ssy and had to change (uh, yo)

[verse 2]
we took a different path, different road
never ends up how you want it tho’
it’s funny how the fakest keep on coming close
the same for the b*tch that didn’t want me, now she comin close
latina with a back, you know a n*gga likes to come in those
i’m in my airforce or 95’s, i keep it maxed up (maxed up)
i see them n*ggas don’t want to end it with bad luck (bad luck)
don’t try to test ’cause we’ve been suffering from tantrum
the first place to hit the spot is when you f*cking up with the ransom
[chorus]
ik zeg, “god, oh, please, protect me from the streets”
we ain’t givin up, playing for keeps
problems, we gon’ face (gon’ face)
so, it don’t matter the game, tell ’em, “we gon’ play, yeah” (yeah, yeah, yeah)
ik zeg, “god, oh, please, protect me from the streets” (streets)
we ain’t givin up, playing for keeps
problems, we gon’ face (gon’ face)
so, it don’t matter the game, tell ’em, “we gon’ play, yeah” (yeah, yeah, yeah)

- millson9 lyrics

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