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Play Me Video (MV)




Performed By: Ablizzy
Language: English
Length: 3:25
Written by: Ibrahim Barry




Ablizzy - Play Me Lyrics




Yah she tried to play me
Come fully armed like the navy
Strapped up take ya baby
U kno dat we winning
22 dem nigggas we spinning
Money goin stack to the seeling
We catch a opp and walk away grinin
They want me to stop but imma keep winning
And I'm steady praying but ima keep
Sinnin

We catch and opp and we face em
Got me so smacked think I laced em
All black they can't trace nun
Masked up let's go take one
Don't run from niggas I run frOm 'm the jakes
She tried to take all the food off my plate
Once we catch and smack then we leaving the state
Hop in a renty the fed on my plate
They chase me I crash it
Hop out and dash it
That bitch she a smut night just pass it
Foot on the pedal I'm doin the dash
We might get booked so we keep in a stash
That nigga he Ricky he was running fast
Niggas is bummy go chase u a bag
Made me sum money so I could relax
Used to be bummy now we uo in saks
Niggas get caught up we doin the time
Tryna change but niggas dropping dimes
She all on my mind
Now it's time to shine

Yah she tried to play me
Come fully armed like the navy
Strapped up take ya baby
U kno dat we winning
22 dem nigggas we spinning
Money goin stack to the seeling
We catch a opp and walk away grinin
They want me to stop but imma keep winning
And I'm steady praying but ima keep
Sinnin

Nobody believed me
Now that I'm up wanna see me
Mama I made it on tv
We drinking Fiji
All of my niggas is proud of me walk on the stage and they crowding me
How could u leave me
We was supposed to be on tv
Did my nigga dirty so be easy
First track me and breezy
Did my nigga dirty so be ez
Got me stuck in my bag drop a rack on these niggas
If we spinning once double back on these niggas
If we see them kids than we clapping these niggas
Hope u ain't chatting just back up your niggas
Throw up the 2s for the trap little nigga
These niggas be chatting but they not legit
That nigga keep chatting bro pass me the block
Hop out of the whip shoot him in his shit
We stood out on rainy days walk in the Stu now the pain away
James harden a fade-away
U making no money get paid to play
Can f*ck with the opposition
We goin spin on they block now they mama tripping
Ain't no competition
Hop in the renty than we ditch it
If u really want smoke anyone can get it
We ain't fighting alone all my brothers wit it
I'm been grinding alone running up these digits
These niggas they talk on the net niggas ain't banging it
Ask u were u from u ain't claiming it
We see yah chain and we staining it
22 we banging stay with a Duce and we slaging it
All on the book y'all stay ducking the rec
We blowing the whistle we keeping a tec
He jacking beef we goin aim for the neck
My brothers stay strapped we goin shoot like sum vets
We goin be shining we keep a patek
Had to go get it can't settle for less
When we start shooting bro strap up that vets
Walk in the Stu get sum shit off my chest
Only gang don't care bought the rest
She seen me up so she shoot me a text
Get hit from your head to ur chest
And ducking no reck
When I was down they never seen me winning
They claim that they bought it never caught em spinninjust copped sum new ice to show Them what I'm spending
We used to stress it now my niggas chilling

Yah she tried to play me
Come fully armed like the navy
Strapped up take ya baby
U kno dat we winning
22 dem nigggas we spinning
Money goin stack to the seeling
We catch a opp and walk away grinin
They want me to stop but imma keep winning
And I'm steady praying but ima keep
Sinnin
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Yah she tried to play me
Come fully armed like the navy
Strapped up take ya baby
U kno dat we winning
22 dem nigggas we spinning
Money goin stack to the seeling
We catch a opp and walk away grinin
They want me to stop but imma keep winning
And I'm steady praying but ima keep
Sinnin

We catch and opp and we face em
Got me so smacked think I laced em
All black they can't trace nun
Masked up let's go take one
Don't run from niggas I run frOm 'm the jakes
She tried to take all the food off my plate
Once we catch and smack then we leaving the state
Hop in a renty the fed on my plate
They chase me I crash it
Hop out and dash it
That bitch she a smut night just pass it
Foot on the pedal I'm doin the dash
We might get booked so we keep in a stash
That nigga he Ricky he was running fast
Niggas is bummy go chase u a bag
Made me sum money so I could relax
Used to be bummy now we uo in saks
Niggas get caught up we doin the time
Tryna change but niggas dropping dimes
She all on my mind
Now it's time to shine

Yah she tried to play me
Come fully armed like the navy
Strapped up take ya baby
U kno dat we winning
22 dem nigggas we spinning
Money goin stack to the seeling
We catch a opp and walk away grinin
They want me to stop but imma keep winning
And I'm steady praying but ima keep
Sinnin

Nobody believed me
Now that I'm up wanna see me
Mama I made it on tv
We drinking Fiji
All of my niggas is proud of me walk on the stage and they crowding me
How could u leave me
We was supposed to be on tv
Did my nigga dirty so be easy
First track me and breezy
Did my nigga dirty so be ez
Got me stuck in my bag drop a rack on these niggas
If we spinning once double back on these niggas
If we see them kids than we clapping these niggas
Hope u ain't chatting just back up your niggas
Throw up the 2s for the trap little nigga
These niggas be chatting but they not legit
That nigga keep chatting bro pass me the block
Hop out of the whip shoot him in his shit
We stood out on rainy days walk in the Stu now the pain away
James harden a fade-away
U making no money get paid to play
Can f*ck with the opposition
We goin spin on they block now they mama tripping
Ain't no competition
Hop in the renty than we ditch it
If u really want smoke anyone can get it
We ain't fighting alone all my brothers wit it
I'm been grinding alone running up these digits
These niggas they talk on the net niggas ain't banging it
Ask u were u from u ain't claiming it
We see yah chain and we staining it
22 we banging stay with a Duce and we slaging it
All on the book y'all stay ducking the rec
We blowing the whistle we keeping a tec
He jacking beef we goin aim for the neck
My brothers stay strapped we goin shoot like sum vets
We goin be shining we keep a patek
Had to go get it can't settle for less
When we start shooting bro strap up that vets
Walk in the Stu get sum shit off my chest
Only gang don't care bought the rest
She seen me up so she shoot me a text
Get hit from your head to ur chest
And ducking no reck
When I was down they never seen me winning
They claim that they bought it never caught em spinninjust copped sum new ice to show Them what I'm spending
We used to stress it now my niggas chilling

Yah she tried to play me
Come fully armed like the navy
Strapped up take ya baby
U kno dat we winning
22 dem nigggas we spinning
Money goin stack to the seeling
We catch a opp and walk away grinin
They want me to stop but imma keep winning
And I'm steady praying but ima keep
Sinnin
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Writer: Ibrahim Barry
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