Games

Homeschooled, raised on dope shit
My teachers and idols are sad rappers who smoke spliffs
These the young cold kids that we roll with
Progenies of prodigies, we makin' dope hits
This that shit that oldheads complain about
Storm's in the air, there's more ahead than rain clouds
Look up to all of my friends, I wanna make them proud
Roll up some Games for now, we gotta stay loud

I won't let nothing stop me
Something's off, hard to see through this fog, I'm runnin' on E
But I'ma stay puffin' on trees
And I'ma sing even if I'm fuckin' off key

Kiss the burning leaf, this a yearn for peace
Let the earthly breeze cleanse the hurt in me
I stare at a bird perched in a tree
Thinking how I'll still kill verses when I'm 33
'Cause on the mic, I murder beats in the first degree
And I never used to care if no one heard of me
But all of that has changed now
We in this game, we gotta make some plays now
I'm in a different place now

Word to Push, these the games we play
Burn some kush, that's my day-to-day
Word to Push, these the games we play
Burn some kush, that's my day-to-day
(Nothing can stop me)
Word to Push, these the games we play
Burn some kush, that's my day-to-day



Credits
Writer(s): Jared Waldron
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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