Game Time

We gonna roll up roll up and smoke let's go
Hahaha
If you think this shits a game
You best to get out the way, okay okay, okay okay

I like to burn frosty weed get the right high
If you throwing shade at me like why guy
I'm just a dude in a good mood what's it to ya brotha
It's my movement, sick of losing, I'm plotting like Medusa
They turn to stone when they get low, whoa
I know this tempo, bro
I got a keypad bro
On the east side road
Blasting on these fucking pussies like i'm Gi Joe
I'm the giant stomping on you like fee fi fo
Better run, here I come
I'm the one like a hero call me Neo from the future here to save ya baby,
Imma take you away
No need to worry about a thing when you with me hey hey hey

You got it bad baby, I made you mad crazy
Love'll do that to you when you least expect it maybe
Lately we been bickering and argue bout some stupid shit
Where's that confidence I fell in love with, huh
Where's that confidence, The poise inside your common-sense
You used to carry yourself around like you'z the baddest bitch
Now you just mope around the house like you'z the saddest bitch
You used to own the situation, you were ravishing
Yeah, You was in ya own league
You was balling out the gym like you was Kobe
Now you a benchwarmer sitting in the nosebleeds
You used to give a fuck about me now you lonely
And since you lonely, such a phony
Imitation, faking like you even know me
Were we happy? I like to think that we were
A shame it didn't work out, we both got hurt... ow

You best believe what you hearing
When you hear it from me
I took the agony in me and doubled up at the scene
Call mahogany and let him know it's DKE
I'm here to stay, if there's problems then let's see what it be
Hey, gimme your best shot and don't flop
I make it rain on bitches and I won't stop
I back the talk and walk the walk, a show stopper
Fuck a copper
I'm on a whole another level getting lifted with the devil
Off that good kush and Henny got me raging acting silly, yuh
The illest and realest and yeah I pop a couple pillies what it's to ya?
Does it matter, Oh you really gonna judge me huh
Cause you just perfectly perfect
And I'm not worthy for purpose
And I'm just wandering, searching
For something true, new
Anything'll do
To keep my mind off of you, bitttchhh



Credits
Writer(s): Troy Eggeling
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