(+) Nba YoungBoy - Around
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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
They knocking 'em off for cheap
I pray to the lord my soul to keep
Made a hundred thousand I was sleep
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
I want the money
But you want the fame lil' nigga
Ran the check way up my pockets bigger
Brought the lil' foreign bitch
We don't take no pictures
Pull the stick out they don't want no issues
Don't want no issues don't want no issues
Sometimes I tote two guns
I run with plenty killers
I rock two rollies I'm not regular
I'm straight out them trenches
Got a new maybach ain't drove it once
But dropped some ashes in it
Got platinum plaques and I got gold
And got several pennies
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
They knocking 'em off for cheap
I pray to the lord my soul to keep
Made a hundred thousand I was sleep
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
Ain't leaning off them xans
I be charged up
Poppin' go to set tripping
Throwing b's in that order
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
No they ain't never seen a nigga
Spraying out the wraith
Lawyer need a quarter mil'
And he gon' beat the case
Make another half a mil'
I threw it in the safe
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
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
They knocking 'em off for cheap
I pray to the lord my soul to keep
Made a hundred thousand I was sleep
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
You dig?
Huh?