Game Involved
So much game involved
No room for hatin at all
They choosin we takin'em all
Humpty you break when you fall
Sun rays break in the fog
While i break bread with my dogs
Few bitches breaking me off
You savin & caping for broads
Im cut from the rarest of cloths
He's the fairest of all
Mirror mirror on wall
Nothing compared to at all
Woo, ric flair when i floss
Ooh, she tearin it off
Blue, faces is involved
She seein you text & you call
But there is no engagement at all
Say that she thru with you buddy
Tired of seein you with no money
Mmm mmm mmm kid cudi
Game is in me & not on me
Danger she smashin the homies
Niggas so fake & they phony
Im to the neck & stay lonely
Someone please call 911
Cause their hoe just got knocked down
Cause this game is so cold
Feel it piercing in my soul
Feel my pockets gettin swole
Young Reeves made it so wavy
Game goofy niggas ain't ready
We only celebrate greatness
Bathe in champagne & confetti
Bitches thick titties is heavy
Hella organic like Sebi
Hella savage like Freddy
They say my grammars compelling
Sometimes my fashions foretelling
Exotic gas what you smelling
From the zig zags i'm inhaling
Weed be so loud think it's yelling
We keep it solid you telling
Some of my patnas is felons
They just a product of dwellings
But all they pockets is swelling
Based on the products they selling
We leave no option of failing
I was raised in the Rich
That's why the game is so thick
Catching that 76
Up and down cutting & shit
Or the 71 right where the townhouses is
No room for hatin at all
They choosin we takin'em all
Humpty you break when you fall
Sun rays break in the fog
While i break bread with my dogs
Few bitches breaking me off
You savin & caping for broads
Im cut from the rarest of cloths
He's the fairest of all
Mirror mirror on wall
Nothing compared to at all
Woo, ric flair when i floss
Ooh, she tearin it off
Blue, faces is involved
She seein you text & you call
But there is no engagement at all
Say that she thru with you buddy
Tired of seein you with no money
Mmm mmm mmm kid cudi
Game is in me & not on me
Danger she smashin the homies
Niggas so fake & they phony
Im to the neck & stay lonely
Someone please call 911
Cause their hoe just got knocked down
Cause this game is so cold
Feel it piercing in my soul
Feel my pockets gettin swole
Young Reeves made it so wavy
Game goofy niggas ain't ready
We only celebrate greatness
Bathe in champagne & confetti
Bitches thick titties is heavy
Hella organic like Sebi
Hella savage like Freddy
They say my grammars compelling
Sometimes my fashions foretelling
Exotic gas what you smelling
From the zig zags i'm inhaling
Weed be so loud think it's yelling
We keep it solid you telling
Some of my patnas is felons
They just a product of dwellings
But all they pockets is swelling
Based on the products they selling
We leave no option of failing
I was raised in the Rich
That's why the game is so thick
Catching that 76
Up and down cutting & shit
Or the 71 right where the townhouses is
Credits
Writer(s): Reginald Hilliard
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