Games

I'm a real nice guy till you cross me wrong
Fuck a hand out I'm going long
Had it in me all along
Let you know in a song
I don't play with punk bitches
I don't come from lots of riches
Summit City hold me down
Showing love come back around
My heart on my sleeve
You can take it or leave
Do as you please it don't bother me
Hate heavy weight love light set free
Do it for the team life but a dream
Cash almost rule everything around me
If you scared go to school get a PHD
Now is it worth it
Tell me what the purpose
They got you running laps
Like a mother fucking circus
World looking hopeless
Truth sounding bogus
Losing my focus
Remind me what the purpose
Think I lost track
How many racks?

Up in the studio talking with you
Chillin just talking what we finna do
She wanna fuck and I wanna talk
Sharing ideas and sharing our thoughts
Just me luck we longer talk
I said keep in touch I guess I'm too much
She got what she want I'm glad that she happy
Busted a nut can't be too sappy
When I look back I'm glad that it happened
Did it with purpose did it with fashion
Cause and effect how did it happen
Throwing it back I was reacting
Playing the game winning and laughing
Wearing the cotton wearing the satin
Hitting the sheets looking for love
Glory sent to below and above
You get me high high like some drugs
Girl you divine as all that was
And all that will
Moving yet still
Moving yet still



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Olvera
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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