Lyrics:
It was day in, day out
Just not knowin', man, like for real
Like even when I see niggas down here
What niggas talkin' about
I'm shakin' my head like
grew day by day to be
Bigger than the biggest door
Then one day a mountain
And, I swear, a continent
And then it didn't matter
Whatever his intent
By end
it's a mystery
Really should be brothers united against the industry
The Africans' diaspora scatter at shattered history
The game missing me; rap is
riiight
With a playa like me and you
(oh baby)
Can you smoke it riiight with a playa like me and you
[Verse 2]
See I'm
Laid back in my lex pumpin' game
While these imposters give you a bowl of superstition
It's GOD over Money honey, the New Edition,
I make my peace by bathing beneath the crucifixion
got the step so light
Confidence that I ooze that I ooze just right
If love is like a game know Cupid got the sight
And you know I play it good 'cause
you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missing the game, damn bitch it's
determined by how much you can pay
If life was all a game
Just something you could buy
The poor would struggle every day
Just trying to get by
Overtime six
drama
Past dwellin, was it that or was it just us?
Love, was it that or was it just lust?
Fucked once, made love about a thousand times
Same o kuddy kup still muddy only fam no buddys
But the game I studied didnt have friends
I got trust issues free bad azz rest In Peace nut I miss
I'mma be in it, when I'm in it there will be no use
For games, no games I don't need a lot
I got this on lock dog
You so down
The way you do it babe
On the day my night flew by
It was the day my night kept whispering another name
I can't say what's right I can't play another lover's game
The truth was lost
exotic cars
Garage like a chop shop 'bout to send them off
I'm married to the game but I'm cuffed by the wrist
A 'hunnit thousand dollar watch I'm making
players and player haters
Once again it's time for the
"Sep Sev" game show
Recorded live right here in
Lovely snowy Minnesota
This is the game where we make
(Make it harder)
(It could all, it could all be so simple)
Disappear disappear
Disappear-appear-appear
(Gotta step yo game up)
What y'all want me
Chain gleaming, switching lanes, two-seater
Hate him or love him for the same reason
Can't leave it, the game needs him
Plus the people need
called out to a God who is good
And He lifted me up
Now I'm washed by the Blood
Which gifted me with everything I'll ever need
And it's heavenly such
Type to double back from a loss nigga
I can't wait until niggas really on nigga
We ain't never looking at the cost nigga
We don't talk about it we go
Sometimes you gotta talk about it
Cause you can't please everybody
Rather do this time than get caught without it
And these bitches pocket watching
It’s all about the grind
Be all about yo' nickels and dimes
You gotta grind hard to shine
The harder you grind the brighter you shine
I’m holding
ever, till the end of time
Grindin', workin', hustlin' on this mission, I will never quit
Every single track you put in front of me I'm killin' it
or game goofy about my game, (boom)
Paid my dues, Obeyed the rules
Stuck to the script, Made a Click
All a my fellows and all a my dawgs
Ridin'
surrounded by the colours of the city
I'm so tired of all this talk about indie
Cuz I live by the CN Tower on front street
Watch my petals grow from concrete
Just look and see who's standing now
It's time for us to start throwing down
Look and see who's standing now
Say what you want about me
Throw up
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