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kill game I let em know I don’t feel pain Everybody acting real strange Switched up for a peace of fame Bryson Tiller we can exchange I had enough
Null and void Do I gotta spell it out I ain't giving yall a dime For some mufuckin clout Without a doubt Got the game by the neck Old bitch wouldn't
a nigga act up on some bullshit to get by It’s a roller coaster ride the game put you on The shit that niggas do for the fame alone They’ll throw you
bring the pain these thoughts contain Included the messages to seal your brain Nowadays I say fuck the fame Cause in this game they'll kill you for
Stop crying bitch Ignore the pain Like Kobe injured playing more of the game Belong in hall of fame Eat a queen till she squirt and I enjoy the reign
I miss Do it right and implement what I missed Fuck around get caught up in the midst Of it all Came in the game Didn't come here to play Always
If I ain't the best that ever did it, I ain't off by much Like the words on the paper man, in God I trust Shutting down the whole set, kill the game
You said you'll get a six pack by next summer But where's your diet at oh what a bummer All you do is game you aint gaining fame Ha, where your shoe
not on my level pick a game I’m still on the road to riches and I’m switching in the lanes They talk about the bitches and the fame And my life is
the industry today The first like Jedidia ojo who gave the best speech And then Moyorose who gave other kids sweets A lot of games behind the scenes You only see
racist ways Try to get a spot on the team you late to the game Imma be the same person before and after the fame I'll have bro pull the mag out I ain't
I'm G'd up and Soulja down I'm dressed in camouflage Jumped up in this game and I'm in this bitch just to vandalize But it get dirty you going
the ops get the best of me Never let the Game get ahead of me Never let the fame put a check on me Come to the twilight zone Come with your highlights
the dice sacrificed yea Summer 2015 my whole life changed Niggas dying left n right so it’s god we blame I only want riches nigga so it’s fuq the fame But by
Turn that shit to fruition I was in the dumps had to trust on my intuition (Damn I'm feeling good!) Feel I overcame a hundred humps The summer in
cause I like them thicker than biscuit that's Scooby Woof! I'm wanted in court on a Sunday cause of your ex, to be judged by Judy If vandalization is what
I like them thicker than biscuit that's Scooby Woof! I'm wanted in court on a Sunday cause of your ex, to be judged by Judy If vandalization is what
complain that’s the name of the game cause the fame like the rain when contained it’s okay if it change fill the plains aint no rainbow for me when it go
on me Aint gonna cuss but I'll end up in her dungarees I'm really locksmithing any little key's a game I got a soul that I'll never sell for any fame
number I just dropped the top up in the summer Living life without you been a Yeah its been lit Cant een' lie girl you know I'm on real shit By my side you
Lef fuck it up Let me tell you a story real quick From last summer yeah real shit I shoot bars yeah that still kick See I'm not alike these dream
beat up, BY THE COPS But that can't stop, the kids are so HIP-HOP Roof to roof top - dropped; the eight count DEAD! Dead on arrival, forget the fame
and fame See it's all a game Now things don't feel the same but who's to blame I'm a student of the game Maybe one day they'll learn the name Spittin'
place like home Ain't no place like home Ain't no place like home I done got use to the game I done got use to the fame I don't got use to these
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