Play My Songs by Americol
Play My Songs lyrics
I keep on walking but I'm feelin so lost,
I want that money, but the job won't call,
And no one loves but my mama and god,
But they gon love me when I'm livin like a star,
Hey miss please, take these, songs and ride out,
Play it in your car, I would really feel honored,
Just to my hear song, through your stereo,
Please play me on the radio,
Well I got a song right there, but I know I need more,
See the little dude appear, know I gotta give more,
And you feel it through your ears, yeah I got a sick flow,
Now I'm all up in the club, and the bitches gone low,
But I'm broke, baby I ain't really got that cash,
I ain't even got that money to be payin for you cab,
So it's on with the attitude, good girl bad bitch,
Now I'm trippin cause her ass was fantastic,
I keep on walking but I'm feelin so lost,
I want that money, but the job won't call,
And no one loves but my mama and god,
But they gon love me when I'm livin like a star,
Hey miss please, take these, songs and ride out,
Play it in your car, I would really feel honored,
Just to my hear song, through your stereo,
Please play me on the radio,
Said you got another one, damn why saying that,
Thought you really had it done, now you wanna have him back,
Cause he got the dope that you want, while I'm sittin here broke,
Got a job, but job don't support me,
Help me, bout to go crazy,
Sit and thinkin daily,
Where I'm really going, can somebody come and save me,
Don't need a dollar, or you sympathy, nah,
Just needa help plus a record deal,
Feelin in the air got me thinkin that I'm blessed,
I ain't really got a tape, but I know I'll be the best,
When they hear on me streets, they be saying I'm the next,
Well I gotta get ahead, girl I gotta get ahead,
Now fillin up the glass, are you ready for fame,
Tell your people I'll be gone, this is written in my fate,
Now I'm all around the world, and they playin my songs,
I know this is a dream but I gotta move on, move on,
I keep on walking but I'm feelin so lost,
I want that money, but the job won't call,
And no one loves but my mama and god,
But they gon love me when I'm livin like a star,
Hey miss please, take these, songs and ride out,
Play it in your car, I would really feel honored,
Just to my hear song, through your stereo,
Please play me on the radio
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