paroles de chanson For Keeps - Rich The Kid , YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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My
heart
cold,
I
bet
the
angels
agree
These
niggas
fake,
I
don't
fuck
with
them,
they
all
strangers
to
me
We
play
for
keeps,
let
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
(Woo)
They
knocking
'em
off
for
cheap
(What?)
I
pray
to
the
Lord
my
soul
to
keep
(Woo,
woo)
Made
a
hundred
thousand,
I
was
sleep
(Yeah)
These
niggas
fake,
I
don't
fuck
with
them,
they
all
strangers
to
me
One
call,
that's
all,
make
'em
all
go
to
sleep
(Yeah)
I
want
the
money,
but
you
want
the
fame,
lil'
nigga
(Fame,
lil'
nigga,
yeah)
Ran
the
check
way
up,
my
pockets
bigger
(Woo,
woo)
Brought
the
lil'
foreign
bitch,
we
don't
take
no
pictures
(We
don't
take
no
pictures)
Pull
the
stick
out,
they
don't
want
no
issues
(Grrah,
baow)
Don't
want
no
issues,
don't
want
no
issues
(Want
no
issues)
Sometimes
I
tote
two
guns,
I
run
with
plenty
killers
(Plenty
killers)
I
rock
two
Rollies,
I'm
not
regular,
I'm
straight
out
them
trenches
(Out
the
trenches)
Got
a
new
Maybach,
ain't
drove
it
once,
but
dropped
some
ashes
in
it
(Vroom)
Got
platinum
plaques
and
I
got
gold
and
got
several
pendants
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
niggas
fake,
I
don't
fuck
with
them,
they
all
strangers
to
me
We
play
for
keeps,
let
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
(Woo)
They
knocking
'em
off
for
cheap
(What?)
I
pray
to
the
Lord
my
soul
to
keep
(Woo,
woo)
Made
a
hundred
thousand,
I
was
sleep
(Yeah)
These
niggas
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
(Rock)
Ain't
leaning
off
them
Xans,
I
be
charged
up
(up)
Poppin',
go
to
set
tripping,
throwing
B's
in
that
order
(Bet)
Dave
died
from
that
chopper
at
16,
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
nigga
if
they
play,
then
they
gon'
die
today
(What?)
No,
they
ain't
never
seen
a
nigga
spraying
out
the
Wraith
(Skrrt)
Lawyer
need
a
quarter
mil'
and
he
gon'
beat
the
case
(He
gon'
beat
the
case)
Make
another
half
a
mil',
I
threw
it
in
the
safe
(Woo,
woo,
woo)
I
can't
kick
it
with
these
niggas
'cause
they
all
fake
Nah,
we
ain't
never
going
broke
because
we
all
straight
Made
another
hundred,
had
a
long
day
(Long
day)
Pullin'
out
the
chopper,
look
the
wrong
way
My
heart
cold,
I
bet
the
angels
agree
These
niggas
fake,
I
don't
fuck
with
them,
they
all
strangers
to
me
We
play
for
keeps,
let
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
(Woo)
They
knocking
'em
off
for
cheap
(What?)
I
pray
to
the
Lord
my
soul
to
keep
(Woo,
woo)
Made
a
hundred
thousand,
I
was
sleep
(Yeah,
Never
Broke)
These
niggas
fake,
I
don't
fuck
with
them,
they
all
strangers
to
me
(Rich
Forever,
ever)
One
call,
that's
all,
make
'em
all
go
to
sleep
(No
cap)
You
dig?
Huh?
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