The Game

[Sample] I know, you don't listen to me Now I'm telling you Leave, before it's too late [Bridge: Tanboy Luka] Crack in the bottle, 88 around the corner Was a OG, now a nigga goner Used to put coke in his nose and dope in his veins Play the win, lose, draw, that's the game [Hook: Tanboy Luka] That's why they call this shit the game That's why they call this shit the game That's why they call this shit the game That's why they call this shit the game That's why they call this shit the game That's why they call this shit the game [Verse 1: Le$] I've been a player in the game since [?] Ain't no fronting I done ran out of favors I've been a corner [?] something like your OG And I ain't never falling off, fuck a hater If you ain't in it to win it, then what you playing for? A free agent, them labels gon' have to pay 'em more I'm sipping lemonade, dirtied up with the codeine I'm low key with the hustle, them actors make scenes See I can vividly remember niggas sleeping on my name Couple of 'em came and went, now they peeping who remains Fucking up the hustle like they stepping on the 'caine Now you dealing with the muscle got you stepping with a cane Never did it for the fame, only did it for the pay Pain dependent with it, but my bricks still major Never worried 'bout sex ‘cause I [?] my own I'm a young H-Town spitter, riding on chrome [Hook: Tanboy Luka] That's why they call this shit the game That's why they call this shit the game That's why they call this shit the game That's why they call this shit the game That's why they call this shit the game That's why they call this shit the game [Verse 2: Dark ATM] Young pusher from the 6 Grew up in the era where them niggas too legit Pontiac box hold two Rugers and a brick Riding through the [?], screaming, "Money ain't a thing" Yeah, gotta get it till you gone [?] whip and me and money get along Always be codes, never comfy on the phone Hit my nigga Tone, swing thirty on the arm Like, like, bitch I go hard Pushing this [?] like this shit is my job 24/7, no sleep for the God Whipping it, whipping, just look at his arm That's why they gave my nigga [?] Football numbers in the motherfucking face All ‘cause a bitch nigga couldn't hold his head That's why they call this shit the game That's why they call this shit the game [Bridge: Tanboy Luka] Crack in the bottle, 88 around the corner Was a OG, now a nigga goner Used to put coke in his nose and dope in his veins Play the win, lose, draw, that's the game [Hook: Tanboy Luka] That's why they call this shit the game That's why they call this shit the game That's why they call this shit the game That's why they call this shit the game That's why they call this shit the game That's why they call this shit the game [Sample] And through everything, I still can't [?] how that happens Leave, I'm begging you [Verse 3: Bodega Bamz] Been in this game for mad years, respect the word I'm permanently, currently occupying curbs Waited my turn, earn like a pallbearer Walk in the trap, told the connect, "Yo, it's all there" All out of cares, I don't worry, trying to leave in a hurry Either cash or a body or both of 'em getting buried My nigga ain't never scurry, no worry Supply the well, and they never go thirsty Drop knowledge, I was used in the user Heart breaker and heart broken pass 'em and the shooter Who you be fucking when I'm not around? Inside, in too deep when I'm not in the town Tell 'em swim just to see them drown No handshakes if you need a pound Pick MAC if you see a clown Tic tac toe, tag 'em, I ain't braggin' Fuck rap money, I'm still spending cash from under the mattress But now they heard that he rappin' But now they see that he actin' My life real like film, already classic And I'm off the shits, what's brackin', nigga? [Sample] There are only murderers in this room Open your eyes! This is the life we chose, the life we lead And there is only one guarantee: None of us will see him [Sample: Ralph Foody & Michael Guido] Before I pump your guts full of lead Alright Johnny, I'm sorry I'm going One, two - ten! *Gunshots, laughter* Keep the change, you filthy animal