Lyrics:
good grades and straight up A's
Our parents would take us to a 76ers game
I got my game and there ain't no shame
Big shots for Mo Cheeks and Moses
time
Enjoy the palm trees
We on vacation
Rang, rang
Who that calling?
The money or the fame
Shit ain't the same since we crept in the game
So I
we're gonna change the game
Even though the world wants me
But they can't take from me
What he has given to me
Don't worry 'bout me 'cause
I'm in
love is lost, so carry the cross
'Cause there's no human in us left
We are music made for the deaf
They play a game that they know they'll never win
come on
(Baby, be mine)
Maybe I should have said at the time
(Words left unspoken)
They only game you a token of my love, my love
(Baby, be mine)
(Baby,
The trigga gots no heart (the trigga a trigga)
The trigga gots no heart (the trigga a trigga)
I'm sick up in this game
I'll take no secondary
me listen to your song because it isn't the same
I don't wanna say your love is a waiting game
Baby I'm thinking it over
What if the way we
On this dark old road, tryna find my way
I'm singing, I'm tired of games people play
(Singing I'm tired of games people play)
No 808, I'm barely
hair, he coerces me
Into a world where romance is just a game
This awkward feeling is getting in the way
Maybe it's about your future
Maybe it's
"we're never gonna meet again"
You played your game, it was all for you
Ooh, ooh
Ooh
It's all for you
Is it always just a stand in for a man that
"we're never gonna meet again"
You played your game, it was all for you
Ooh, ooh
Ooh
It's all for you
Is it always just a stand in for a man that
want to be a bad man
But I'm a bad man just the same
Ain't no I in we I mean, I mean we
We got no time for games (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
'Cause I
stand
You left one big house for this lonely man
Well, I miss holding your hands on Sunday
Talking over the TV
Watching the Braves games
And I know
Chinese speakers, the morning after crying games
Did what dancing naked couldn't, up in Boshra's 3rd Street flat
Oh, poor Daniel, torn to pieces, now I
invented
Shoot shit, Cole Bennett, rap game, don't get it
With these dumbass niggas, and they don't say shit
Sound like "Durr, durr, durr", you like "Oh,
my pocket, fly girl on your man
On the other hand, I could never waste time
I'm a everyday victim of a random hate crime
It's a scandalous game when
understand we making a lot of money
[C Murder]
I got it made plus I get paid and paid
You wanted No Limit so I brought the brigade
I'm true to the game
a muthafuckin case like 2Pac
A real nigga gotta have balls and brains
To maintain in the game
Livin in the city with the killers and thugs
And might be dealin
can almost hear time slipping away
We close our eyes we never lose a game
Imagination never lets us take the blame
We close our eyes to see
writing pen pursuing the enlightenment
To tighten nitwit game and lighten dim lit brains
The Rebirth, shit, I'm off the hook now
You see dirt through
know the game plan
C-Town, that's my main man
We never bring luggage, we go shoppin' when the plane lands
Still run with the same clan, used to be
talking bout practice no mo.
When it's game time show me to the stove
Audio dope
Yea nigga we track traffickin'
They askin' for mo is you back again?
it's true
Yeah, we can both be cruel
Yeah, we could both be fools
I play that game as well as you
And you, you treat me the way you do
And act like you
with Jada, Joe or Game (Game)
Diamonds in my chain (chain) a Chevy in my yard
And a baby blue Phantom that I keep in the garage (uh-oh!)
Come here,
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