Play Around - Intellectual

Intro: Slade

Yea

Yea, Yea

Yea

Verse 1: Slade

I got 24 hours

I gave 10 to my job

And my money to soft

To be working this hard

I’m refining my art

I’m outshining the Stars

I keep losing my mind

So I followed my heart

Go to war with the Gods

I mean where do I start

Niggas be talking like the bout it and know that they not

I could never judge a man off the things that he got

I️ seen niggas in Jay's

They got holes in they socks

Put his life on the block

He was serving them rocks

All he got in return, was three hots and cot

Dang, for three hots and a cot

Now they raiding yo spot

Taking all that you got

Hey, Hey

Hook 1: Slade

And I ain't tryna play around

I ain't tryna play around

I ain't got time to play around

Tell me where you want it now

Thats where I'ma take it now

I ain't got time to play around

Verse 2: Slade

And shawty used to whip that Honda Civic to the crib

She know where I️ live

Something’s gotta give

Hit it from the back but always end up in your ribs

That’s just how it is, that’s just how it...hey hey

Same nigga from the east

Couldn’t do me in the least

Better watch the way you speak

Pull up on you in the streets

And I️ ain’t never been a part of that

Hand it off like a quarter back

They could never say I’m sorta whack

Well rounded like cul-de-sac

Record labels want my autograph

Couple mil nothing short of that

Bridge: Slade

And I ain't tryna play around baby..

Verse 3: Slade

I been striving hard, working hard

Oh my god, I’ma need some extra strength

Not because I’m working hard

Because a billionaire’s elected president

I been eating ramen noodles

Being frugal that’s until my check is sent

Just enough, just to pay the bills that was overdue when the second hit

Not to mention I got student loans

Big enough not to talk about

Only reason that I’m paying on em

Cuz they keep calling up my momma house

And that's real

Outro: Slade

And I ain't tryna play around, baby

And I ain't tryna play around