Well, I guess it? s safe to say I? m on my Joc
And everything I say seem to come from the heart
And even if you hate me you gotta play your part
Or just kick back and see the way I play my cards
Yeah, okay I? m back, sit back and listen
First album platinum plaques, now watch it glisten
The badest broads, the fastest cars
I? m sure a lot of niggas wish this life was yours
What says it ain? t? Y? all niggas said I can? t
You laughed about my dance, I walked it out the bank
And now my lady happy? cause we ain? t gotta starve
Haters mad at me? cause I? m on my Joc
I congratulate you, somebody? s gotta do it
I? m not bad, I? m used to it
And if you feel the same then you? s a friend of mine
Won? t you tell them lames, don? t get outta line
Well, I guess it? s safe to say I? m on my Joc
And everything I say seem to come from the heart
And even if you hate me you gotta play your part
Or just kick back and see the way I play my cards
Play your cards, play your cards
Play your cards, play your cards
(Don? t get outta line, homie)
Play your cards, play your cards
(Don? t get outta line, homie)
Play your cards, play your cards
(Don? t get outta line, homie)
Play your cards, play your cards
Play your cards, play your cards
(Don? t get outta line, homie)
Play your cards, play your cards
(Don? t, don? t get outta line, homie)
Play your cards, play your cards
(Don? t get outta line, homie)
Call it Hustlenomics, hustle by any means
I got a lotta hustles, a whole lotta schemes
Ain? t not enough fingers for me to count on
My stock? s way up, call me Dow Jones
I? ve been around the world in almost every hood
I walk anywhere, my face card is very good
And they don? t play around, down in H-town
I? ll take you to the bottom, I? m talkin' Dade County
I take you out West, in them lo lo? s
You scared to represent, that? s a no-no
I take you back to the A-town, hey now, play around
I? ll make them boys make you lay it down
Well, I guess it? s safe to say I? m on my Joc
And everything I say seem to come from the heart
And even if you hate me you gotta play your part
Or just kick back and see the way I play my cards
Play your cards, play your cards
Play your cards, play your cards
(Don? t get outta line, homie)
Play your cards, play your cards
(Don? t get outta line, homie)
Play your cards, play your cards
(Don? t get outta line, homie)
Play your cards, play your cards
Play your cards, play your cards
(Don? t get outta line, homie)
Play your cards, play your cards
(Don? t, don? t get outta line, homie)
Play your cards, play your cards
(Don? t get outta line, homie)
I need a bottom bitch, one who pays attention
Respect the grind, respect my intuition
Don? t get outta line, just look and listen
And soon you? ll find I? m what you? ve been missin'
And the bottom line is I? m on the clock
24/7 the hustle don? t stop
Oh yeah, I? m from the A, that? s my stompin? ground
Son, if you on your Joc we stand on common ground
Well, I guess it? s safe to say I? m on my Joc
And everything I say seem to come from the heart
And even if you hate me you gotta play your part
Or just kick back and see the way I play my cards
Play your cards, play your cards
Play your cards, play your cards
(Don? t get outta line, homie)
Play your cards, play your cards
(Don? t get outta line, homie)
Play your cards, play your cards
(Don? t get outta line, homie)
Play your cards, play your cards
Play your cards, play your cards
(Don? t get outta line, homie)
Play your cards, play your cards
(Don? t, don? t get outta line, homie)
Play your cards, play your cards
(Don? t get outta line, homie)
Writer(s): Andre Christopher Lyon, Marcello Valenzano, Jasiel Almon T. Robinson
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