Playa Cards Right by Bright Campa Lyrics
[Hook]
We are stuck in the game
Fuck your pain, It ain’t no blame
Be a man, for the fame
Get the cash, make it last
I will die, not as a lie
Don’t cry, we are stars in the sky
Not an astrology, death is an apology
[Verse 1]
I got a story called Rick
People was a prick, treated him like a stick
He cried then grab a brick
Pop two pills, hospitalized
Too late, people asked why
Cops from the hill, niggas got their meals
Then the suites paid the bill, everyone acting ill
Same-sex, sexuality
Now he is with Makaveli
[Hook]
We are stuck in the game
Fuck your pain, It ain’t no blame
Be a man, for the fame
Get the cash, make it last
I will die, not as a lie
Don’t cry, we are stars in the sky
Not an astrology, death is an apology
We are stuck in the game
Fuck your pain, It ain’t no blame
Be a man, for the fame
Get the cash, make it last
I will die, not as a lie
Don’t cry, we are stars in the sky
Not an astrology, death is an apology
[Verse 1]
I got a story called Rick
People was a prick, treated him like a stick
He cried then grab a brick
Pop two pills, hospitalized
Too late, people asked why
Cops from the hill, niggas got their meals
Then the suites paid the bill, everyone acting ill
Same-sex, sexuality
Now he is with Makaveli
[Hook]
We are stuck in the game
Fuck your pain, It ain’t no blame
Be a man, for the fame
Get the cash, make it last
I will die, not as a lie
Don’t cry, we are stars in the sky
Not an astrology, death is an apology