Lyrics:
First time, baby ran a clinic
Next time, I said get specific
Inked up like she hieroglyphic
cnd the lips so small but the head terrific
Got game but
through life
Tossing away
Your whole future for a
Small illusion in your head
A game of life - the game of life
A game with your life - the game
to me
Nah
Huh
Make it rewind on me
Hate spending my time on a small mind
But the head game it draws on me
Hey go insane
But it won't count if
nothin' new to me, blowin' backs out, six-pack Stout's
Wide fat mouth, the evil look, with a bow-leg
Yo niggaz said, "Shorty's a pro, she blow heads
She
make we do this thing
Small small
Small small
Say make you give me head
Small small
Small small
Ay Rayne Catch Vibes
Y'all know this flows your kinda
And I 69'd with a bunch of dimes and that money talk my language
Head game so Cambridge
God damn, you dirty bitch
You were lettin' me bust in it
But if
that
I'ma hit that nigga right out the motherfuckin window
(Ga head son, go head man)
Hold up (you want somebody go bust him)
Nah fuck that I'ma hit
Small time
Small time
No name
No name
Dope game
Dope Game
Its all the same thing
Small time
Small time
Dope game
Dope game
No Name
No Name
Its all
my old heads
Small face hundred, my nigga we call that more bread
You don't want me goin' in!
Can't play no games with these niggas
Can't play no
"I started small time dope game cocaine.." > Scarface
"Pushin rocks on the block I'm never broke mayne.." > Scarface
"I started small
Got my niggas in the ride
We ain't seeing no police
That's what I call a small victory
Pull up party looking tight
No one trying to fight my
my old heads
Small face hundred, my nigga we call that more bread
You don't want me goin' in!
Can't play no games with these niggas
Can't play no
on a 7 footer head like bitch better get on my level (look)
Small circle, but we the game everyone circled on they schedule (look)
Ain't finna argue with
head
I saw the news today, oh boy
(Hang your head)
A thousand starry skies we've seen before
(Hang your head)
Small minds play at some big time
she blow heads
She push the fo' red, she know Feds, Feds know her"
A code red, maybe she's out to slay me, this bitch is crazy
She blew the celly up,
was all a dream: cover of NME
King of the rap game, Stefflon Don can be my queen
Crown on my head, BURNER phone to my ear
Oh wait was that my bus, gotta
the meaning, the meaning of the game, but I guess I'll play it 'till the end of my days...
Keep doing a small thing...
Keep doing a small thing...
I keep doing
What part of the game is that? (What part?)
What part of the game? (What part of the game?)
What part of the game is that? (Let me know)
What part
Trendsetter, landowner
Hope your bitch don't land on him
Drink in his hand with the sand on him
You small time, you Hyundai's
You couch niggas, we stand
It's not a game, it's war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring
The chain with the saw
Bring the pain to your door
Like death was knockin'
The small chat can wait
We'll play over fate
But no
'Cause me heads a bloody shed mate
He can't come out
He'll do it another time
It's always the same
Never
[Chorus]
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke main
Sportin' jewelry and the shit they came wit
coming now hoe, please let me go
I can't take it, the head game's sacred
Even suck me and Tigger off in the basement
I fuck mad hoes, and they ain't get
smoke again
Ayo, who's that, it's Lil EZ
Back from the dead, eggs over easy all over his head
I can cook you an omelette and shove it down your throat
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