No Games

When I go I get busy on the work my own
You are foreign to the flights I'm on
This is regular the flights I'm on
I'm a veteran the lights are on
Let me bomb the Funk
A B get it back to basics
Times a wasting
Contemplating
Moves to make
I'm marked for greatness
Lacking patience
Trips to places
My oasis
Make a hit and round the bases
I do

Doubler R in all white when I move
Gold links and cold minks I'm so cool
Come slide the bombs up
It's no rules
The road rules
A go move
Let's go dude
I'm trying to get paid
Put a bomb in the building
Max with the millions
Facts from the realest
Six months in I got use to the millions
Made my bones at the base of pavilions

And I'm fresh off a papers
Run with the takers
Absent the favors
Party in Vegas
Bomb is the favorite
Turn up I made it
5 O evaded
Cut is serrated
Just sick has made this
Aint it amazing
Atom is famous
Wish I could change it
Just what the lane is
Bomb on big stages

Dope aint I
Bomb the beat can't I
Roustabuck can't I
Bag the bucks don't I
Locked I got sonar
Drop the hot don't I
Stir the pot don't I
I can't fake the real and nor-should I
Brand new crib to buy now where should I
Talk my shit on beats where else could I
See through all your lies I got good eyes

Can't raise no fool
The Bombs got pro tunes
A beast with Pro Tools
I'm nice with rad tunes
The bag I got booms
The mansion got rooms
I'm rich off my tunes
Yeah
So hate me now or pay me now
To have me round a thousand pounds
A thousand rounds will have you drown
You try me now you down the count
It's not a game Bomb

It's not a game
It's not a game with me
No games for me
No

It's not a game
It's not a game with me
No games for me
No



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Kindred
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