Dead Game (feat. Sir Michael Rocks & Sammy Haig)

Never change, you livin' like a homicide
Rollin' out we get a gang, we really want the homicide
Loaded up, when in the chain we ready for that drama slide
Rolled up on the other side,bleed your love
Fleetwood for the God's alright
Never change, you livin' like a homicide
Rollin' out we get a gang, we really want the homicide
Loaded up, when in the chain we ready for that drama slide
Rolled up on the other side, bleed your love
Fleetwood for the God's alright

Say she's getting worried 'bout me
'Cause what I do for a livin'
She fell in love with a killer, but I value her opinion
'Cause we have something different than I felt than other women
They were sparking up an interest but my heart just wasn't in it
Had to take that shit to trial
Brody caught up with the witness
They kick when I was down
Like he exhausted then he finished
Had to walk these niggas down
Niggas heartless then they vicious
'Cause I come from a time where if we don't talk then we 'aint livin'
'Aint nobody say that to some when the cartridges dispense
Ayo, don't mind me breaking down I know it's hard but hurt to live with
The thought one of our children oneday somebody'll kill 'em
Just want that part of me but now that part of me is missing
She chose to part ways, I couldn't part with her decision
Left with heartbreak and pain, all that I've been feelin'
It started with my niggas
That was more of a lone decision
I'm arguably the realest, slashed hardest ever did it

Never change, you livin' like a homicide
Rollin' out we get a gang, we really want the homicide
Loaded up, when in the chain we ready for that drama slide
Rolled up on the other side, bleed your love
Fleetwood for the God's alright
Never change, you livin' like a homicide
Rollin' out we get a gang, we really want the homicide
Loaded up, when in the chain we ready for that drama slide
Rolled up on the other side, bleed your love
Fleetwood for the God's alright

The skeletons in the closet we could never revive
I remember we was the the O crib measuring highs
Glass table with the wood legs
Stressing them, good sex
Everyday was extra, showing up at functions drunk
Punching in the numbers on them cars, we got 'em off
Had the names, got them burned off
Had to shot the moss
Let's play a game of cop it all
The winner buyin' dinner for whoever didn't spend enough
Hit the telly then we-
That was the cycle baby, we was locked in
But I brought a flex to make the cops fans
They from out south they arrive it sucks man
I seem 'em in all blacks in the block van
Cross my heart, cut my palm open and then we lock hands
Now say it with me
From this point and forevermore it's you and I
Just tell me baby, if you take the stance tell me you alive
If they come and ask you questions when you dance, do you know the script?
If you know to tell on it
If I was out of town, well then why you here?
Know how to get the ethereum out of the wallet when you hidin' it
Delete all of them Korean-movie apps of of the fire stick
So when I'm stationary then I hit you
'Couldn't live without you, I arrive to die with you

Never change, you livin' like a homicide
Rollin' out we get a gang, we really want the homicide
Loaded up, when in the chain we ready for that drama slide
Rolled up on the other side, bleed your love
Fleetwood for the God's alright
Never change, you livin' like a homicide
Rollin' out we get a gang, we really want the homicide
Loaded up, when in the chain we ready for that drama slide
Rolled up on the other side, bleed your love
Fleetwood for the God's alright