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started off with one quarter
Then I couldn't stop second quarter
Turned it up a notch third quarter
Now it's showtime fourth quarter

I'm in this game by

Flicking my wrist and I double my pro, said it’s all by the morning (how)
Flicking my wrist and I’m takin your life, making prayers for mourning
Kvlypto I’m

Lately I've been a little foolish
I got you on my mind, know what I am doing
But I'm losing myself
By playing those games
Acting out plays, damp down

love me with the lights out

Hold your cards
Where I can’t see them
But I’m so magnetised by the game and u love that I hate it

I love too hard
I love

love me with the lights out

Hold your cards
Where I can’t see them
But I’m so magnetised by the game and u love that I hate it

I love too hard
I love

and rip through page
I ain't stunting
I'm kickin game
By the end you'll remember name
Cavaiani the king bro
Swear my vision like premonition
See it and then

taking this game by storm
My mental driven i'm giving in different art forms
My mental prison is what i'm calling a brainstorm
Got to get past it and focus

it's
Like I'm surrounded by death
So many sneezing games
Cause I've been killin my chest
I've hit rock bottom
But I keep doin' my best
So I'mma roll with

Nobody Stand c Chance, Nobody ct cll
Nobody Stand No Chance, Nobody ct cll
I Came On Game cnd Deliever I'm Stacking My Payment Believer I'm Trapping

niggas ain't cool
Honestly you niggas fools
I'm playing this game by the rules
What I put on this mic
Better know dawg its the truth
I'm not putting

make him go stupid when he know he know better
I'm up the game by 5 headers, but I let him think he clever
Give me whatever whenever, he eat this cookie

Shield and this headgear, get em off me
I’m a hustler, status with only luck, see!
Parry Parry now this is my style
Play broken games all night,

now I'm sick and simply rich, grippin' wood and flippin' chrome

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game

ends, I'm still by myself
Is this a game we playing up on a weekend
Or is your love true enough to count you as a friend

I don't need you to try to be

aggressive, here we go again
Stop playing the race card, here we go again
Well guess what? This black boy's fed up
I'm done abiding by your rules the game is

aggressive, here we go again
Stop playing the race card, here we go again
Well guess what? This black boy's fed up
I'm done abiding by your rules the game is

say I'm so done by the games
See you changed, I can see it in your face, you're so set up in your ways
See, it's strange, how I gotta take the blame

the grain
Really I'm paying it back by the vein, really I'm grabbing the game by the throat
VV's be flooding your wrist and your chain? Bet you a dollar it

Yeh! Yeh! Yeh! Yeh! Yeh! yeh! yeh
Adrenaline rush, For every time I'm touched
By the Holy Spirit! No games, no candy crunch
Take aim, aligned sights,

bowels
By killin’ the game without losin’ no breath
Bring it back, back, back
Losin’ my mind, ratta tat tat tat
Hit my line, never recline like 105
Peep

I'm blinded by now

Soul shaker
Game player
took my heart out
and painted the town

I hear your voice travel on the wind and it lifts my soul it cheers

the same sport
Im going hard now like I'm down By one and its game four
I really hustled for it
Built up the muscle for it
Fuck is she with me for
I got so

my own name
Free, but I'm trapped in my own brain
I won, but I'm beat by my own game
Before I could walk in my own lane
Trust me, come clean, no shame

the kitchen, you know I be gettin'
I'm flippin' them benjis
Run wit' the pack then I'm cuttin'
Yo' throat, before I buy coke
I gotta get quote
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