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Yeah, yeah
I guess I gotta, gotta do suttin about the state of the game innit?
Ay Collin, you gave a lil, lil suttin suttin to a real nigga
One of the realest innit?
Matter of fact, the realest innit?
True story
Just signed a deal but I been signed to the streets
360, I don't think I'll get released
They criticise my rap like they don't know that it get deep
Must gotta lay to rest before I get to see some peace
I guess I gotta, gotta do suttin about the state of the game innit?
Ay Collin, you gave a lil, lil suttin suttin to a real nigga
One of the realest innit?
Matter of fact, the realest innit?
True story
Just signed a deal but I been signed to the streets
360, I don't think I'll get released
They criticise my rap like they don't know that it get deep
Must gotta lay to rest before I get to see some peace
I ain't a rapper, I'm a beast
Remember when my braids used to nap
I never knew about no DAX but I had a tin of grease
Forces all black, I was digging in that trap till they creased
Yeah, I gotta eat like bon appetit
Serve it on the corner with desire and belief
Committed so much sin, I feel the fire by my feet
Difference between me and them, they lying on the beat
They be lying when they speak
They be thinking I gone soft, thinking that I'm weak
Till I remind 'em that the iron still in reach
Shit, I was barely seventeen, really skying my machine
I'm talking broad daylight
I can tell you what the piss in the hallway's like
I can tell you 'bout the shifts when I wasn't paid right
Tell you 'bout the wars, man supposed to perform but they got stage fright
I can tell you 'bout them cell doors and them graveside
Janazah's then asr so you know I prayed twice
Matter fact, I prayed five, protect me from the treachery
This rap game got 'em thinking that I'm friendly
Fuck 'em all, I watched Harry get a Bentley
I wanna ball, I don't wanna talk
These hoes only show respect when you pop the cork
You throw the money in the air then they watch it fall
I can tell you what the piss in the hallway's like
I can tell you 'bout the shifts when I wasn't paid right
Tell you 'bout the wars, man supposed to perform but they got stage fright
I can tell you 'bout them cell doors and them graveside
Janazah's then asr so you know I prayed twice
Matter fact, I prayed five, protect me from the treachery
This rap game got 'em thinking that I'm friendly
Fuck 'em all, I watched Harry get a Bentley
I wanna ball, I don't wanna talk
These hoes only show respect when you pop the cork
You throw the money in the air then they watch it fall
And by the time I look down, she done dropped her drawers
That's the game, you gotta clock the score
Big batty in a YAGI WRLD tracky got me on it more
She got her hands in my Tom Ford's while I'm feeling up the soft velour
And my broski on the run still shotting raw
I guess that's better than a prison cage
I need a rack for every day that I did away
Blue phones, blue dinner plates
I can't whip it in your kitchen, don't talk about no dinner date
Yeah, I went through a matic and a spinner phase
From an ends where the killers made
You can't little bro the kid with the biggest spade
And if I get back on rage, I want the one with the biggest name
That's the game, you gotta clock the score
Big batty in a YAGI WRLD tracky got me on it more
She got her hands in my Tom Ford's while I'm feeling up the soft velour
And my broski on the run still shotting raw
I guess that's better than a prison cage
I need a rack for every day that I did away
Blue phones, blue dinner plates
I can't whip it in your kitchen, don't talk about no dinner date
Yeah, I went through a matic and a spinner phase
From an ends where the killers made
You can't little bro the kid with the biggest spade
And if I get back on rage, I want the one with the biggest name
Just signed a deal but I been signed to the streets
360, I don't think I'll get released
They criticise my rap like they don't know that it get deep
Must gotta lay to rest before I get to see some peace
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