You Played Yo Self Lyrics

You Played Yo Self lyrics

You played yourself



You played yourself



Look at them run and strain



Counting my change



They take aim I be game



I shoot to kill



They played themselves 



For trying to take my only dolla bill



Im scroungin up pennies and bottles



Da GOB played my pockets feels way



But that's okay cuz im sceaming



But suckas playing they sell this is the season



For me to play the head hunta



Hunting heads for all the too big punks



That wanna my mental instead



I just go running and just ignore that



I got two months to live



Fofor messing and trying to be 



Dis or dat now watch my back



Because they might try to jack



Fellas I thought was cool 



Now they tring to swing the axe



And put my 6ft under ground



But Im already under ground



With my terrifing sound



So step back yo if you value yo health



Ya played yo self



You played yourself



You played yourself



You played yourself



You played yourself



King of my seaman



I don't understand why they play'd they self



For where Im from that's somethin bad for yo health



They say that it hit and they aint got no love



Well that's cool cuz I really don't want nothing



Keep to yo self 



Don't try to down a brotha tryin to get up



I know I know



And this is why I am fed up



I give props to ones that deserve it



And for da way you play homeboy you aint worth it



But is he the only one



I don't think so



I remember some other fools that tried to play me like a



But now they all working for Atlanta 



I tell them to scatta and get off of me



Cuz my pockets got much phatta



And that's true



And this here jam was made just for you



Ya played ya self



You played yourself



You played yourself



Screams and Dreams



From the public



Seems to cause downfalls



Of how many crews



Ya whatsup yall



It's like a one legged man and nothing



Kicking contacts you wanna flex



Bring me a fex



The sounds of life



Yall the midnight hour has come



To pay the price of the bill collector me son



Easy step to the top



No I doubt it



Its nothing but hard work 



The house knows all about it



Pants be sagging



Bright big light coagging



Its no sell



I aint no motherf cotell



Ya played yo self



You played yourself



You played yourself



You played yourself



You played yourself



You played yourself



You played yourself



You played yourself



You played yourself