Playing For Keeps (feat. Dave)

Yeah It's a luxury we have Caviar: it's a luxury we have Yeah Hope they feel the same when we meet And I know they don't want me to eat But tonight we are playing for keeps Gotta hit up the sauna or petrol or bleach Three thousand for teeth Loose twenty to spend on some beef Before we ride out, we pray to the East Tryna slide with the petrol on E Yeah Tonight we are playing for keeps Yeah But tonight we are playing for keeps Yeah Tonight we are playing for keeps Yeah Playing for keeps 44 bells, you can't go to war with a stun gun We all spilt blood for these cunch blocks, hella dumb-dumbs When we lock and load, that's a night-night for mummy one son I watched them niggas eat, couldn't get a bite, not even one crumb Them niggas keep you 'round in the long run cah you beneficial You can run your check on number twenty nine, I been official When you catch a case or you go to jail, they'll never miss you Broski, I love you like cooked food, swear on mummy, I'll never diss you Yeah Hope they feel the same when we meet And I know that they don't want me to eat But tonight we are playing for keeps Gotta hit up the sauna or petrol or bleach Three thousand for teeth Loose twenty to spend on some beef Before we ride out, we pray to the East Tryna slide with the petrol on E Yeah Tonight we are playing for keeps Yeah But tonight we are playing for keeps Yeah Tonight we are playing for keeps Yeah Playing for keeps Look, top two in the South-side, then it must be us Rambo in her handbag, then it must be love Just 'cause you ain't one of them That doesn't mean that you're one of us Nah, fuck them and F you like they're my brother's son It's nice to see you again, that's all I hear in Louis Vutton You been fuckin' with lames for long That's why don't know what to do with a boss I'm in DSquared, that's Dan on deen, nuttin' to do with a mosque I got suttin' for you and the opp I'm playing for keeps, put two in your top They say I changed 'cause I don't entertain the fake shit Give my hitter the chance, what's in your arm? He's gonna take it Conspiracy charge and you gotta take it Gyal, I waited all night just to taste this (Tell the truth fam) Scars all over my body like I went to war with the devil himself I have a nigga put one in your head, have your neighbours say "get him some help" Hard to be focused and righteous when you feel like you're living in hell Spot a brick on the scales, wish me well Hope they feel the same when we meet And I know that they don't want me to eat But tonight we are playing for keeps Gotta hit up the sono, petrol or bleach Three thousand for teeth Loose twenty to spend on some beef Before we ride out, we pray to the East Tryna slide with the petrol on E Yeah Tonight we are playing for keeps Yeah But tonight we are playing for keeps Yeah Tonight we are playing for keeps Yeah Playing for keeps