BurlinGame
The reason we will allow that is because that's Good Game
Those of us in the profession know Good Game gone talk good game
Aye check It ain't no game if it ain't
It ain't no game if it ain't in quote
Now as I move on
There was only 2 contestants in this one
Ballers shot callers
Love my grandma cause she had to raise all us
We chosen wrist frozen
Everybody on the block they know em'
Keep 45 boy we swang
Won't catch me slipping when I tote it
I thank my OG for the good game
Now a young nigga staying focus
I remember as a youngsta
Jumping gates burning up dumpsters
Tote burners dumping on busters
I remember eating hotdogs
No bread only got mustard
No supper got roaches In the cupboard
That why I'm like fuck ya
Aww man just put the pieces to the puzzle
All dog I had to get it off the muscle
Them chicken on the strips
For the chips Feathers get ruffles
I been running with them eighths
Tryna get a plate
I been running to the wire
With all the liars
Chop it up with the insane
Blowing out brains unscathed by flames and the desire
They don't give us what we want
So we riot
Wet em' up reload
Then we fire
When you talking bout the grind
I found my own way
I'm independent
Quit calling me I'll be there in a minute
(R.I.P JJ)
Ballers shot callers
Love my grandma because she had to raise all us
We chosen wrist frozen
Everybody on the block they know em
Keep 45 boy we swang
Won't catch me slipping when I tote it
I thank my OG for the good game
Now a young nigga staying focused
I was born as a OG real name Geno
I don't sip OE I only like C notes
Whipped tha dawg made a name
Mick Vick's For the 2 fee
Bro told me keep my peace
We thugging under palm trees
Grandma would be proud of me
So chill on me puszy hoe
Smoov nigga from the city
Off top I jumped feet first
Try to remain low key but everybody Knows me
Dusse' early Wednesday
Let's take shot for Lady T
She did more than raise me
She the reason why I'm a fucking G
Why bitches wanna date me labels wanna pay me
Smoov shit daily on these magazine pages
Dropping gems on my babies from this game that they came us...
Like save your money lil homie and it wilI save you
Be a player learn the rule book they'll play you
By any means or means to greatness
I had to keep my face clean but for that cream
I did what I had to do
I'm Smoov
Ballers shot callers
Love my grandma because she had to raise all us
We chosen wrist frozen
Everybody on the block they know em'
Keep 45 boy we swang
Won't catch me slipping when I tote it
I thank my OG for the good game
Now a young nigga staying focused
Those of us in the profession know Good Game gone talk good game
Aye check It ain't no game if it ain't
It ain't no game if it ain't in quote
Now as I move on
There was only 2 contestants in this one
Ballers shot callers
Love my grandma cause she had to raise all us
We chosen wrist frozen
Everybody on the block they know em'
Keep 45 boy we swang
Won't catch me slipping when I tote it
I thank my OG for the good game
Now a young nigga staying focus
I remember as a youngsta
Jumping gates burning up dumpsters
Tote burners dumping on busters
I remember eating hotdogs
No bread only got mustard
No supper got roaches In the cupboard
That why I'm like fuck ya
Aww man just put the pieces to the puzzle
All dog I had to get it off the muscle
Them chicken on the strips
For the chips Feathers get ruffles
I been running with them eighths
Tryna get a plate
I been running to the wire
With all the liars
Chop it up with the insane
Blowing out brains unscathed by flames and the desire
They don't give us what we want
So we riot
Wet em' up reload
Then we fire
When you talking bout the grind
I found my own way
I'm independent
Quit calling me I'll be there in a minute
(R.I.P JJ)
Ballers shot callers
Love my grandma because she had to raise all us
We chosen wrist frozen
Everybody on the block they know em
Keep 45 boy we swang
Won't catch me slipping when I tote it
I thank my OG for the good game
Now a young nigga staying focused
I was born as a OG real name Geno
I don't sip OE I only like C notes
Whipped tha dawg made a name
Mick Vick's For the 2 fee
Bro told me keep my peace
We thugging under palm trees
Grandma would be proud of me
So chill on me puszy hoe
Smoov nigga from the city
Off top I jumped feet first
Try to remain low key but everybody Knows me
Dusse' early Wednesday
Let's take shot for Lady T
She did more than raise me
She the reason why I'm a fucking G
Why bitches wanna date me labels wanna pay me
Smoov shit daily on these magazine pages
Dropping gems on my babies from this game that they came us...
Like save your money lil homie and it wilI save you
Be a player learn the rule book they'll play you
By any means or means to greatness
I had to keep my face clean but for that cream
I did what I had to do
I'm Smoov
Ballers shot callers
Love my grandma because she had to raise all us
We chosen wrist frozen
Everybody on the block they know em'
Keep 45 boy we swang
Won't catch me slipping when I tote it
I thank my OG for the good game
Now a young nigga staying focused
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Writer(s): Sherrod Collins
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