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(Derek Minor) Play the game 4 quarters, yeah I keep it one hundred Play the game 4 quarters, yeah I keep it one hundred Play the game 4 quarters, yeah I keep it one hundred Play the game 4 quarters, yeah I keep it one hundred boy ... Real recognize real, recognize real Real recognize real, real recognize real Real recognize real, recognize real Real recognize real, real recognize real (Derek Minor) The whole truth, nothing but it Ben Franklin my witness, boy I keep it one hundred So if I say I ain't playing, ain't no flodging or frontin' I got the ball, I cut my legs off before I punt it Bruh said that we fake, I don't know where he heard that Probably met some pulpit pimp with a perm and a Cadillac No I ain't like him at all, I am not perfect dawg But even when I fall, I know Christ paid it all And I preach that, only hope so I teach that Co-signed by that boy Lecrae, so I guess you say that I Reached that I'ma try to live what I talk about until they pit my coffin out And if I'm wrong I call it out so you can see what my God about I don't want you to think that I'm perfect, I just want you to see the Lord is worth it All I got is his grace and mercy And guess what, boy? I don't deserve it (Derek Minor) Play the game 4 quarters, yeah I keep it one hundred Play the game 4 quarters, yeah I keep it one hundred Play the game 4 quarters, yeah I keep it one hundred Play the game 4 quarters, yeah I keep it one hundred boy ... Real recognize real, recognize real Real recognize real, real recognize real Real recognize real, recognize real Real recognize real, real recognize real (Lecrae) Aye y'all so unfamiliar, I ain't never seen you bro And where you say I know you from? And who you say you know I know ? It's one thing I can't take, a flodge and a fake when it come to faith And I ain't flawless, ain't the standard, but I'ma sure enough be a living example Ol' Saints came in and laid the tracks, blood, sweat and tears, skin off they backs These new cats here tryna ride the train, and folks hopping on telling lies and things Trying to derail with false details, everybody looking like we fail I seen your kind for a long time, you fake Gucci, no retail Y'all don't fool me with empty rhymes, cliché words, preachy lines


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