Best Game
I'm spitting my best game
I'm spitting my best game
I'm anything but tame
I'm anything but tame
I'm everything but lame
I'm everything but lame
It's D then my last name
It's D then my last name
I'm spitting my best game
I'm spitting my best game
I'm anything but tame
I'm anything but tame
I'm everything but lame
I'm everything but lame
It's D then my last name
It's D then my last name
Hot flames, hot flames
I'm spitting my
Best game,
Hot flames, hot flames
I'm spitting my
Spitting my...
Ha
I'm spitting my best game
I'm spitting my best game
I'm anything but tame
I'm anything but tame
I'm everything but lame
I'm everything but lame
It's D then my last name
It's D then my last name
It's different but the same
We started with hot flames
Was spitting my best game
To critical acclaim
Y'all heard of my last name
Ain't mention her by name
But clear it then became
But yeah I got no shame
Was spitting my hot flames
Then we kinda got angsty
When I wrote complacency
But I kinda spat the truth
To a minor swinging beat
That's the one I like the least
Where my effort starts to cease
But that solo in the middle
Was a modern masterpiece
Once upon a time
I had a dream that I was sitting
In a black Mercedes Benz
Running the world's prettiest city
While the rain was coming down
And the moon was singing loud
Into the eyes all the people
Who were stranded on the ground
Then I said sorry to my honey
We'll talk about that right before the money
But I told y'all I had no choice
Even though I'm sounding kinda funny
Deeper we go
And the plot may be thickening
Like if y'all didn't know me
Would y'all really still me listening
I'm not a rapper
I'm not trying to be
I'm not a poet
I'm just making the beat
All you haters
Are not getting to me
It's not expensive
I'm not charging a fee
This the anthem
I'm not taking a knee
All you chickens
Taste like bacon to me
We going higher
Than the top of the trees
Odd meter
We be counting to three
Yeah, I'm spitting my best game
Yeah, I'm anything but tame
Yeah, I'm everything but lame
Yeah, It's D then my last name
I'm spitting my best game
I'm spitting my best game
I'm anything but tame
I'm anything but tame
I'm everything but lame
I'm everything but lame
It's D then my last name
It's D then my last name
I'm spitting my best game
I'm spitting my best game
I'm anything but tame
I'm anything but tame
I'm everything but lame
I'm everything but lame
It's D then my last name
It's D then my last name
I'm spitting my best game
I'm anything but tame
I'm anything but tame
I'm everything but lame
I'm everything but lame
It's D then my last name
It's D then my last name
I'm spitting my best game
I'm spitting my best game
I'm anything but tame
I'm anything but tame
I'm everything but lame
I'm everything but lame
It's D then my last name
It's D then my last name
Hot flames, hot flames
I'm spitting my
Best game,
Hot flames, hot flames
I'm spitting my
Spitting my...
Ha
I'm spitting my best game
I'm spitting my best game
I'm anything but tame
I'm anything but tame
I'm everything but lame
I'm everything but lame
It's D then my last name
It's D then my last name
It's different but the same
We started with hot flames
Was spitting my best game
To critical acclaim
Y'all heard of my last name
Ain't mention her by name
But clear it then became
But yeah I got no shame
Was spitting my hot flames
Then we kinda got angsty
When I wrote complacency
But I kinda spat the truth
To a minor swinging beat
That's the one I like the least
Where my effort starts to cease
But that solo in the middle
Was a modern masterpiece
Once upon a time
I had a dream that I was sitting
In a black Mercedes Benz
Running the world's prettiest city
While the rain was coming down
And the moon was singing loud
Into the eyes all the people
Who were stranded on the ground
Then I said sorry to my honey
We'll talk about that right before the money
But I told y'all I had no choice
Even though I'm sounding kinda funny
Deeper we go
And the plot may be thickening
Like if y'all didn't know me
Would y'all really still me listening
I'm not a rapper
I'm not trying to be
I'm not a poet
I'm just making the beat
All you haters
Are not getting to me
It's not expensive
I'm not charging a fee
This the anthem
I'm not taking a knee
All you chickens
Taste like bacon to me
We going higher
Than the top of the trees
Odd meter
We be counting to three
Yeah, I'm spitting my best game
Yeah, I'm anything but tame
Yeah, I'm everything but lame
Yeah, It's D then my last name
I'm spitting my best game
I'm spitting my best game
I'm anything but tame
I'm anything but tame
I'm everything but lame
I'm everything but lame
It's D then my last name
It's D then my last name
I'm spitting my best game
I'm spitting my best game
I'm anything but tame
I'm anything but tame
I'm everything but lame
I'm everything but lame
It's D then my last name
It's D then my last name
Credits
Writer(s): Devon Reid
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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