Married to the Game

Married to the game
Married to the game
Married to the game

I'm just trying to build a name
I don't even have a lane
Big winning for them rings
Cause we married to the game
I been scraping all my change
For a Rollie and some chains
I don't care about them things
I'm just married to the game
This the only thang that I know
Popping rubber bands then we throw
Singles make it rain up on them hoe's
While the club be losing bands the show

Fuck these janky ass promoter's
Better give us what the owe us
Booked us knowing that we smoker's
Than try to charge us for the odor
Mother fuckers free loaders
Man fuck ya free sodas
You need to do your job right
We kill the stage every city we go to
Packman ghost with motor
Gas too loud man hold up
Top shelf buds all's rolled up
Dipped in the oil with the keef all over
I Just wanna see my mans stacking
Working hard with they brands cracking
Take breathe and stand back and
Watch the hatas jump the bandwagon
This the only thing that I know
I be rolling up these grams with my bro's
I be getting high to cure me from my lows
While I chuck this middle finger to my foes

I'm just trynna build a name
I don't even have a lane
Big winning for them rings
Cause we married game yeah
I been scraping all my change
For a Rollie and some chains
I don't care about them thangs
I'm just married to the game yeah
This the only thing that I know
I'm gon get these bands with my flow
And I done fucked some fans on the low
Then they showed up with they man at my show

Big body need the suv
Big booty standing next to me
She got temper but she stressing me
And that pussy like extacy
Bag fat we winning now
Tracks streaming and spinning now
Paid appearance up at Hampton Beach
Quick 5 for the in an out
Hit the telly and it's litty
It's just nice to leave the city
I was focused on the ass yeah
Now I'm focused on them titties
Kinda drunk it's drippy tho
Shorty tryna get my dick exposed
In the bathroom trynna dip it low
While I hit on my tippy toes
Trip is over it and it's back to grind
Moving forward and the past behind
Aggressive motion with a passive mind
Cooking potion in a magic shrine
Killing rappers just to past the time
Peeling back ya cap that just fine
Still strapped infact that's my kind
Bills stacking up that's why I'm

I'm just trynna build a name
I don't even have a lane
Big winning for them rings
Cause we married game yeah
I been scraping all my change
For a Rollie and some chains
I don't care about them thangs
I'm just married to the game yeah
And This the only thang that I know
Popping rubber bands then we throw
Singles make it rain up on them hoes
While the club be losing bands the show



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Writer(s): Christopher Glidden
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