Game Stop
Let me tell you lil niggas somethin
Back then they hated on my grind but couldn't stop it for nothin
Game stop come get ya free game
Let me tell you lil critics somethin
Look I don't live my life nor my dream just for yo assumption
Game stop come get ya free game
See people change just like the seasons
So just for that people switch up on you for any reason
Game stop come get ya free game
I noticed you was 'peepin
So I decided to give some old game I'm tired of keepin
Game stop come get ya free game
Minutes turn into hours and hours turn into days
And these days turn into weeks and we still stuck in our ways
And this is the same ol story so go to another page
Stuck in the same ol game
Go try another stage
Everybody just gotta look good
Everybody posting pictures flexin
Like what you make where you live what you driving
And who the hell you been texting
But everybody just gotta get a check
Everybody gotta have standards that they never met
'Cause internet says if you don't look your best when you dress
Then we gotta move on to the next
(Damn) what happened to the soul we had
Damn What happened to the goals we made
Kids they don't even go outside no more
They don't even know the games we played
But playing freeze tag and tackle football
In the past but I bet it kept us out the fed box
But now a days' focus is getting dreadlocks
And killing everybody on a dam Xbox but
Slow down don't take it too fast
That's why there's a yellow light so we don't crash
So I guess I gotta go off in the game stash
And exit all the people out before the plane crash
So the flames don't ignite with the plane gas
Same task that I had when I was in the same class
Wit the same dudes that would go and hit a lic and
Smash on the highway and then hit the overpass
Damn kinda thought we had the same path
But I'm 'guessin we ain't do the same math
'Cause they ain't add up that they wanna see us last
Then you gotta subtract they ain't 'carin bout our ass
With a loud pack where the clouds at Flickin ash
What they know about that peerin' through a lookin glass
They don't really know our struggle but one question ima ask
How we all equal take a good look at our past
Man
Say lil homie go and chase your dreams
Even though they hold the cards you can intervene
You can be a king
You can be Queen
You can build a team
You can win a ring
You can go and sing
'Go do anything
And don't you ever let nobody tell you any less
They just mad 'cause they tried and they wasn't impressed
And for them old ass niggas who be tryna test
Niggas just mad 'cause they under stress
And they getting mad 'cause you getting blessed
But y'all 'gon rise up like a helicopter
And if they say they 'gon ride and they don't support the grind
Nine times outta ten they 'gon try to stop ya
See these new rap niggas ain't 'gon tell you that
They 'gon tell you get birds and keep selling crack
But where we at, Game stop
Tell 'em copy that
So here's ya bus fare 'gon hop up in the back
Let me tell you lil niggas somethin
Back then they hated on my grind but couldn't stop it for nothin
Game stop come get ya free game
Let me tell you lil critics somethin
Look I don't live my life nor my dream just for yo assumption
Game stop come get ya free game
See people change just like the seasons
So just for that people switch up on you for any reason
I noticed you was 'peepin
So I decided to give some old game I'm tired of keepin
Game stop come get ya free game
Back then they hated on my grind but couldn't stop it for nothin
Game stop come get ya free game
Let me tell you lil critics somethin
Look I don't live my life nor my dream just for yo assumption
Game stop come get ya free game
See people change just like the seasons
So just for that people switch up on you for any reason
Game stop come get ya free game
I noticed you was 'peepin
So I decided to give some old game I'm tired of keepin
Game stop come get ya free game
Minutes turn into hours and hours turn into days
And these days turn into weeks and we still stuck in our ways
And this is the same ol story so go to another page
Stuck in the same ol game
Go try another stage
Everybody just gotta look good
Everybody posting pictures flexin
Like what you make where you live what you driving
And who the hell you been texting
But everybody just gotta get a check
Everybody gotta have standards that they never met
'Cause internet says if you don't look your best when you dress
Then we gotta move on to the next
(Damn) what happened to the soul we had
Damn What happened to the goals we made
Kids they don't even go outside no more
They don't even know the games we played
But playing freeze tag and tackle football
In the past but I bet it kept us out the fed box
But now a days' focus is getting dreadlocks
And killing everybody on a dam Xbox but
Slow down don't take it too fast
That's why there's a yellow light so we don't crash
So I guess I gotta go off in the game stash
And exit all the people out before the plane crash
So the flames don't ignite with the plane gas
Same task that I had when I was in the same class
Wit the same dudes that would go and hit a lic and
Smash on the highway and then hit the overpass
Damn kinda thought we had the same path
But I'm 'guessin we ain't do the same math
'Cause they ain't add up that they wanna see us last
Then you gotta subtract they ain't 'carin bout our ass
With a loud pack where the clouds at Flickin ash
What they know about that peerin' through a lookin glass
They don't really know our struggle but one question ima ask
How we all equal take a good look at our past
Man
Say lil homie go and chase your dreams
Even though they hold the cards you can intervene
You can be a king
You can be Queen
You can build a team
You can win a ring
You can go and sing
'Go do anything
And don't you ever let nobody tell you any less
They just mad 'cause they tried and they wasn't impressed
And for them old ass niggas who be tryna test
Niggas just mad 'cause they under stress
And they getting mad 'cause you getting blessed
But y'all 'gon rise up like a helicopter
And if they say they 'gon ride and they don't support the grind
Nine times outta ten they 'gon try to stop ya
See these new rap niggas ain't 'gon tell you that
They 'gon tell you get birds and keep selling crack
But where we at, Game stop
Tell 'em copy that
So here's ya bus fare 'gon hop up in the back
Let me tell you lil niggas somethin
Back then they hated on my grind but couldn't stop it for nothin
Game stop come get ya free game
Let me tell you lil critics somethin
Look I don't live my life nor my dream just for yo assumption
Game stop come get ya free game
See people change just like the seasons
So just for that people switch up on you for any reason
I noticed you was 'peepin
So I decided to give some old game I'm tired of keepin
Game stop come get ya free game
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Writer(s): Jameion Mcshane
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