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von J-E-T-S

Why you play so much?
Did I play too much?
Did I play too much?
Y′all play too much


Spit the head then miss me with the dumb shit
These motherfuckers really got some fucking gumption
Coming in the function, fronting like they run shit
Spying on a bitch, yo I think he fucking Russian
Do we need to rush him? Bum, concussion
You was acting petty with the fetti
You was taking cuts in the cut
Niggas with they nuts in a bunch
Niggas put the crunch in your brunch
Walking with a limp and a crutch
You play play pop, oh they big cheese
Punk ass, they see you, down on your kneesies
Get down with doggies, bet you got fleasies
Opp bitches lurking, they not my species
Pill pop, you perking, numbskull, you rascal
Twitter finger bang bang, lost all your passwords
Last place you face it, bum boy
A straggler, wrangle
That make me roll camera, action

I feel like I've been waiting for this moment my entire life
I′ve dreamed my entire life
I've been waiting for this moment my entire life
For true love, for real love

You call it hustling, I call it love (I call it love)
You call it struggling, I call it love
You call it hustling, I call it love (I call it love)
You call it struggling, I call it love
You call it hustling, I call it love (I call it love)
You call it struggling, I call it love
You call it hustling, I call it love
You call it struggling, I call it love (I call it love)

I call it love, I call it love
I call it love, I call it love
I call it love, I call it love
I call it love