Lyrics:
what you think)
But you better don't try to play cuz the game is over (We took it over)
the culprit
Surprised by my localness
I just been focusing
Dope as an opiate
This game is a bitch and I'm stroking it
This game is a bitch and I'm stroking it
ransacking all of my pockets
I'm feeling so sick cause this shit is a joke
Desperate to acquire Benjamin Franklins
Might make me some money by selling this
Missed interviews and lateness/ Losing patience/
Rap interludes with Faceless, how the days go by?/ Life is the age old high/
As I return with the fire
reverence
Fake is called fiction that's gave wish we didn't
Have games that deliver pure hate that has risen
Fake is called fiction that's gave wish we didn't
it all now, it was wrong
Don't you think nineteen's too young
To be played by your dark, twisted games when I loved you so?
I should've known
You
Yeah ha this the one
Yeah let's get it
Alright look
Change is for the better the way I envision how I'm living
Commas got to separate division from
out who you choosing
It can be real risky
Know I am real tipsy
Lean there might tip over
Hold me by my drink
I might drop my around soldiers
Oh so you
not lost, tell y'all hoe's to stop
'Cause the union is in here, toast it up
When they shoot you suppose to duck
Look at them by the bar posing
Ooh, oh oh, yeah
Now since we all came from a woman
Got our names from a woman and our game from a woman
I wonder why we take from our women
Hey, you looking over there
I got something to show you if you got the time to spare
Equality's the highest and the price is very fair
It's
it by myself
Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts (it's all good)
Right of the rip nobody is quite like me
You gon' need a NASA
will take a year or two
Family over everything, skills over politics
He don't need the accolades as long as you acknowledge it
Just playing the hand
and your mind
Your mind, your mind
If there is a God you'll look and you'll find
You will find
(Praise KOD)
LAJFA! Last words spoken by my mom
Heaven
and your mind
Your mind, your mind
If there is a God you'll look and you'll find
You will find
(Praise KOD)
LAJFA! Last words spoken by my mom
Heaven
life
Jail niggas sendin' kites to the street
Over some beef that wasn't fully cooked
Finish 'em off, well-done meat
Then send .22 slug to your head
myself
This world is a pleasing game,
But I won't play by the rules,
I don't have to pretend to be somebody else
The only one worth pleasing is me
This
the same (we are not the same)
'Cause I'm just another target on the range
(strange)
No, this is not no game (this is not no game)
It's time we show these
Dick to jaw, I don't give a bitch shit but game
And spit that like Rudy Raymoore
Man my whole squad play on tours
That's all we do is play on whores
a metal box to imitate security there's a blue sky over me but the fear is on me.
In a place where ball games are strictly forbidden luxury two bedroomed
Cydal!
One Step Beyond.
Cydal!
One Step Beyond.
Cydal!
[Chorus]
Money!
(Money found, but broke right now, this Cydal, Mobb.)
Is my
By sight, walk by faith
We walk by faith and not by sight
Walk by faith, we walk by faith
And not by sight
So many lose the fight
Leave the night
I go by the name of Kel Mitchell!
And this is TeamBackPack! Let's go!
Yo, I'm so '96, back and on my grimy shit
Nigga get -whoever they'll sign me
they ask me
What I keep a pistol fo'? I say
Without it I feel naked as a stripper ho
Thats how it is when you was
Raised by some triple OG's
The first
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