Don't Ever Play Yourself (feat. Jadakiss, Fabolous, Fat Joe, Busta Rhymes & Kent Jones)

DJ Khaled!
 Put them down count the money, let 'em see the work, yeah
 That's the definition of a major key alert
 Another nigga gotta die, won't be the first, nah
 Won't be the last, all we see is cash, yeah
 Your real story don't match what you rappin' 'bout (liar)
 So keep the movies in, stop actin' out
 And I ain't talking 'bout no watch or no cars neither
 Everything will get copped at Allah's leisure
 Was a crack monster, I had the hard fever
 Switch from the bald head to the dark Caesar
 Used to be the capsules, now they love the plastics
 I ain't tryna get caught up in this thug-rap shit (never)
 Rather be bumper to bumper in drug traffic
 Cash on deck whenever the plug ask it
 You don't sweat the small things, they become drastic
 Next thing is cremation or a casket
 Fuck fallin' back, I need all of that
 I need my name in the cocaine almanac, Jada
 Real dope boy put me in the hall of smack
 Went to job interviews, they ain't call us back
 Either way I ain't never evil
 Why do you think the streets love me? I ain't never leave 'em
 Heart stops, but the words are forever breathing
 You hatin' cause we the best, find a better reason
 First thing first don't ever play yourself, ever
 Oh another thing, I ain't ever play myself, never
 Even when they all changed up, I stayed myself, it's me
 Did what worked for me, then bossed up and paid myself
 See I'm showin' up a K off, gain a Rollie, a day off
 Still got that work, I don't know about no layoffs
 Team still ballin' so I guess we in the playoffs (swish)
 Team full of baddies, all my bitches in a slayoff
 See we be in the party wasted, no part of fake shit
 Nothin' but love 'round me, Cartier bracelets
 I feel like Frank White walkin' into Arty Clay shit
 You niggas got fat while everybody starved
 My city don't sleep, I ain't ever noddin' off
 When you're in the Benz, it piss everybody off
 So I ain't stall, I do me, I ain't y'all
 This New York nigga let 'em hang, giant balls
 Odell Beckham, respect him, you can't check him
 Blindside hoes hit me when I don't expect 'em (hey bighead)
 Then I hit 'em with the curve from the major league
 Gotta wait your turn, that's a major key
 Mami yellin' I'm the greatest
 Back to back with the slow cum
 In the lane, I got her so strung, I don't even know her
 Every night I meet a new wife
 Now ask your wife what this dick like
 Balmain Joe, every time you see, a nigga flee
 Mr. Officer, I was only grabbin' ID
 Mami only listen to Romeo
 Wild cowboy, I be speakin' through the yayo
 Bout to let the cans go, woah
 Fuck your bitch and let your mans know, so
 Yeah, now it's the Don in the Don, couple laughs in the Uber
 Only drivin' Uber cause I'm franchised in Cuba
 This is big money talk and you tied to the sideline
 Brons, Calabrini, niggas always tryna high five
 Gotta stay away from day driftin', all sauce
 Every day Vera Wang, nigga, cloth talk
 Now I'm takin' over everything like that's my callin'
 Wakin' up in pussy like beautiful Sunday mornin'
 Now we swimmin' in the money like a line of dolphins
 Prepare for killin', now please line up all of the coffins
 Think we playin'? Niggas think it's funny?
 Pop you in your shit, brotha, now make room for the money
 MOVE!
 If you don't move, I'll beat a nigga past painful
 Make a fool of yourself, I'll beat you past shameful
 I get this bread and shine like an angel
 One of the last with bars, you niggas better be grateful
 Thank you so much
 I Diddy bop and drop on you niggas
 I count bread and take it to the top on you niggas (mountaintop)
 Blah blah blah blah, you sound alike, my niggas
 Blah, blah, but when I do it, I finesse, I got it locked, my niggas
 I give you new brand shit, fuck you gon' do?
 And know we love the boom bap, oh yeah we do this too
 Yeah, fuck with the realer side, oh you against us, nigga?
 You better run and hide, until I'm finished, nigga
 Don't play yourself
 Play yourself and lay yourself dead in a casket
 Pray yourself, end in a basket
 Hate yourself cause you ain't ask if you could possess you a heater
 Or you could be you a leader for the people
 You talk a lot, I've seen the truth like Sevyn Streeter
 Don't you ever play yourself
 I saw a lot of niggas fade out right after I put my tape out
 I offered to help you shape up, I see that you'd rather flake out
 Sellin' stories on them tracks that nobody can seem to make out
 That's why I keep a good head and shoulders to keep all the flakes out
 Seen a lot of singles chart on and off durin' the climb up
 I bet if I had the clippers, they prolly all had a line up
 You worried 'bout your followers, so hurt when I follow up
 It's the ones with the most pride end up bein' the swallowers
 Fuck a beat for a verse when I could do all three
 No pop artist but pop is what you rappers do call me
 A lot of washed out niggas tryna find hope in
 I'm just tryna raise a son like my blinds' open
 I know the hood well, but glad I ain't stuck in the streets
 I'm pop chartin' but hood niggas got my song on repeat
 I'm still loaded with illest ammo up under the seat
 I'm playin' hopscotch with all the charts up under my feet
 While you do it for the 'Gram, I do it for my Grammy
 Fuck a gold trophy, I'm talkin' my mom's mammy
 You gotta finish bigger than you start
 Don't fall victim to bent stories, you ain't even part of it all
 Start from the bottom or oh, please, don't start at all
 I build a ship just to survive my own flood, I feel like Noah
 Cause all he had was little rocks, an ark, that's all
 Road to riches, I'm still in gear while you park your car
 Your baby wanna get nailed in the sprinter Lexus
 Text back and told her, "Please be hammered so you can sex us"
 My arm strong, if Louisiana then tell her Texas
 And if it's not immediate then don't even send a message
 FYI I'll be free 'round 2 or 3
 And two things you gotta be, New Orleans
 I'm an organ donor, I'm alive with no heart in me
 So never say my name in vain, cause bitch there's no arteries
 Jones