Sicc As the Game Go
B00gz, where you been?
Sick as the game go
Toss it back like Carr
Been through this shit, how the fuck you think I got these scars?
Never been locked up but I love spitting bars
Never mind who the fuck you are
Raised in a place where you got to be hard
Took time to grow
Had to crawl before I walked in a one parent household
Everything mama worked for man we treated like gold
I remember paper stamps, stomach cramps, government kick back, used clothes
Ramen noodles in a paper sack, cartoons on a Saturday
Rabbit ears on the motherfucking TV
Two and four, seven, fourteen if you're lucky
Surviving off them beans and rice, watered down Kool-Aid
Told mama one day I'm gonna be paid
Sick as the game go
Lead never follow
Blunt after blunt
Bottle after bottle
Model after model
This is my motto
Live for today
Fuck tomorrow
When I was old enough to get it on my own
No stopping me
Raised by the O.G's
Never sloppy
Call them Sleepy
Call me Grumpy, Happy, born to get this money
You a joke like the Sunday funnies
Looking like a zombie, you need a hobby
Chilling in the Four Seasons in the lobby
Haters, yeah, you could never stop me
One of a kind boy you a fucking copy
Hard like rocky you soft like pocky
Trying to live, fatal for you to try and stop me
Coming up wasn't easy
Keep it chill, smoking on piezy
Don't need a plug
Chilling on a acre, cuz
Do you feel me?
Sick as the game go
Lead never follow
Blunt after blunt
Bottle after bottle
Model after model
This is my motto
Live for today
Fuck tomorrow
Sick as the game go
Toss it back like Carr
Been through this shit, how the fuck you think I got these scars?
Never been locked up but I love spitting bars
Never mind who the fuck you are
Raised in a place where you got to be hard
Took time to grow
Had to crawl before I walked in a one parent household
Everything mama worked for man we treated like gold
I remember paper stamps, stomach cramps, government kick back, used clothes
Ramen noodles in a paper sack, cartoons on a Saturday
Rabbit ears on the motherfucking TV
Two and four, seven, fourteen if you're lucky
Surviving off them beans and rice, watered down Kool-Aid
Told mama one day I'm gonna be paid
Sick as the game go
Lead never follow
Blunt after blunt
Bottle after bottle
Model after model
This is my motto
Live for today
Fuck tomorrow
When I was old enough to get it on my own
No stopping me
Raised by the O.G's
Never sloppy
Call them Sleepy
Call me Grumpy, Happy, born to get this money
You a joke like the Sunday funnies
Looking like a zombie, you need a hobby
Chilling in the Four Seasons in the lobby
Haters, yeah, you could never stop me
One of a kind boy you a fucking copy
Hard like rocky you soft like pocky
Trying to live, fatal for you to try and stop me
Coming up wasn't easy
Keep it chill, smoking on piezy
Don't need a plug
Chilling on a acre, cuz
Do you feel me?
Sick as the game go
Lead never follow
Blunt after blunt
Bottle after bottle
Model after model
This is my motto
Live for today
Fuck tomorrow
Credits
Writer(s): Frank Caudillo
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