Letter to the Game

I don't know what I'd be
Without you
I may as well
Be gone
If our love is gone too

Dear music, I will never leave you again
Like I super glued the pen to my notebook
Hatin' on me now? That's a tough look
You shook ain't you
Well thank you for the promotion
Am I causin' commotion
I'mma rub it in like lotion now
You lookin' dry now
Make you wanna cry now
I think you need to lie down
You lookin' tired
You mad that I'm admired
It's Pats baby
And I'm still bringin' the fire

I was off track but I'm really back now
You can count on me
I'll never back down
Never stand down
Said you can count on me

Dear music, without you I would lose it
With you, I'm easily influenced
Less of a nuisance, not political
No Harry Truman
Pats Musik is the movement tho
I feel like I'm Rufio, Rufioooooo

You're the sun
I'm your moon
I'm just a stone without you
Nothing left to take
Nothing left to break
Every piece would be heartache

Dear music, you thought that I would bow down
You can't clown me cus my bars are well protected like Alcatraz so respect it
This life is hectic, I'm defying kinetics
With my energetic passion
Yes, I rap so quit askin
You maskin' your reality
Your life is a fallacy
Pats is out of this galaxy
So ketchup if you need sriracha I gotch'ya
My flow be hotter than the tropics
Sharper than guitar picks

I was off track but I'm really back now
You can count on me
I'll never back down
Never stand down
Said you can count on me

Dear music, looks like we're at the end
Will you still be around when I need a friend
When my spirit starts to bend
I recommend that we get it together
Cus we gon' be together forever

You're the sun
I'm your moon
I'm just a stone without you
Nothing left to take
Nothing left to break
Every piece would be heartache

I don't know what I'd be
Without you
I may as well
Be gone
If our love is gone too



Credits
Writer(s): Clint Patrick, Mark Simon Goble
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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