Lyrics:
You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missing
Niggas be actin' like they savage, they out to get the cabbage
I've got nothin' but love
You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missing
Niggas be actin' like they savage, they out to get the cabbage
I've got nothin' but love
Say my name, say my name
If no one is around you
Say baby I love you
If you ain't runnin' game
Say my name, say my name
You actin' kinda shady
Ain't
Yeaheyeah
Uhh
Mm
Had another reality check
Ain't got lie kind of made me upset
Too many excuses trying to figure out this stress
No hip hop Harry man
I ain't playing no games I don't love you
I ain't playing no games I don't trust you
I ain't playing no games I don't love you
I ain't playing no
main bitch
I fuck a main bitch ain't got no main bitch
That was back then
No disrespect to none of them
Cause what i learned from all of em'
Is that
on stuart 3
We got lift off
Imma hand it off to the Harry man Shaw
Been a minute since I rapped
But, I'm no longer trapped
All our foes are now clapped
add 'er all together
I ain't talkin' bout the drug
And you know it's orange juice
If they say a C-plus
If you think I'm a 50 then
You got no sense like
This that sick rap, kick back, come to where I pitch at
Where bitches love The Game like Tyson Beckford six pack
Presidential Rollie, nigga, where
ear-hustlin
Ain't no paperback pimpin nigga, we ain't strugglin
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
Tell me
ear-hustlin
Ain't no paperback pimpin nigga, we ain't strugglin
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
Tell me
Because rap was a desert
And I helped minds escaped it
Yo Nas link it up it's
Like an ill typed bracelet
Fake thug, no love
You get the slug, CB4 Gusto
to call me small time
My clothes ain't know what to call mine
No logos or no tags in it
No polos 'til I started bag-gin' it
Way before my first key
Made it this far
it's by Gods grace
If I tell you bout my gang life
It ain't no cap
I was born in the wild
Where them killers at
I be on the same
boys, those hey hey boys
Good bye to everyone but you my love
Well no more heart aches, no more heart breaks
I swear by all the stars above
Well,
to the wall
ain't no fun like a game of hardball
Strike one, caught you by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, ooh I got you out
Without
raised by the streets
And then the only other one that ever showed me love
Was my dope fiend uncle strung out on drugs
A straight thug, just me, my mama
fine by me
No more games
No time to play
I won't keep livin' life this way
You don't wanna stay
Don't want to love me no
It's fine by me babe
You can go
fuck no
Chuck No-rris you know this Harry what up tho
What up bro, my G Napoleon we stay cutthroat
Trailer load of material bring in by the truckload
toss it out
That's how the game go
Slip two racks to the waiter
She can keep the change though
Zoomin' in my lane, hoe, that'll never stop
They love my
some smoke? 'Cause they can get it, this ain't no Black & Mild (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Got eighty rounds and it'll hit you from like half a mile (well, damn)
hand to mouth, boy
Or put a bullet up in nobody’s mouth, boy
Closest I came to Dracos was Malfoys
Ain’t Harry Pottery
But I’ve been dishing all the pot
Whatever, a small cost to find a snake in the grass
And, yeah, Pico ain't happy
But, you know, well, the game plays on
We think the kid's called Harry
But
for confirming your catalog
Ain't really worth much
This shit is so depressing
Your son gotta wake up on
Christmas to no presents
Arsonal had the nerve
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