Charge It To the Game (feat. JVN)

She got a cold heart
But for some reason
She fucked with a nigga so hard
We used to link in the winter, fuck and watch Ozark
I used to Uber to see her, I ain't have no car
I gotta say that I was, fucking with her heavy then
Now when I see her it feel like I ain't got no heart
We fell out she said I'm wack and I ain't have no bars
Last night she text me and said she knew I would go far
And one day she hope she hope she see me on complex
I guess you can say that she was complex
I still remember the address to her complex
But now it's fuck her she disloyal I'm beyond that
As a lil nigga you could see that I would go far
Teachers never said I was stupid, knew I was so smart
Kids who came from money wanted to be so hard
And started hanging in places they ain't have no parts
Wanted to play division 1 on a scholarship
But coming out of high school I ain't have no stars
Now we move like it's a movie with my co star
In traffic whipping a sedan like a go kart

In the fast lane
In a fast game
Tell me what's on your mind
Tell me what's on your brain
How you deal with the pain
Are you chasing the money
Or you chasing the fame
Just tryna make a name
Know you took a few Ls
Gone charge it to the game
Gone charge it to that game
Know you took a few Ls
Gone charge that to the

This beat slide and I got this shit from Dope Boi
How he connect with the suburbans and the dope boys
I'm just a special type of nigga yea I know boy
Rich in talent even when I was a poor boy
I need another pair these forces ain't white enough
Back to the mall cause these pants ain't tight enough
After a while peeped my homie had been hating on me
When I accomplish shit he never seemed hype enough
I guess he jealous, educated guessing bout his perception
That's my assumption, I don't get it though
We both came nothing, my life won't always like this
Already been through struggling, so how a nigga hate on me
And play it like I'm his brother
Shady shiesty mad cause he ain't like me
The shit that grab these niggas attention do not excite me
Tunnel vision focused and gifted, they can't blind me
Got a different psyche, elevated precisely
I'm on I-64 with a thick whore
She fuck with me more cause you always get the bitch bored
I'm stomping the gas cause I like to make that bitch roar
If they get behind me, bend a corner, bend 6 more
Y'all steady want some free shit but niggas need a profit
I'm tryna get out my city, they think this shit a hobby
That's why I don't fuck with rap niggas or barely anybody
Riding dolo whipping shit like I was Ricky Bobby

In the fast lane
In a fast game
Tell me what's on your mind
Tell me what's on your brain
How you deal with the pain
Are you chasing the money
Or you chasing the fame
Just tryna make a name
Know you took a few Ls
Gone charge it to the game
Gone charge it to that game
Know you took a few Ls
Gone charge that to the



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Writer(s): Jalen Lott
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