The Game

Yo, Look

These streets is cold but my heart is colder

Let’s see how a next man walks, if their carrying half of my pain on their shoulders

Life is hard, the reason why most of us smokers

Hol on,my thoughts exploding hold on, can you give me a moment

Time to let the choppa blow on my opponent

This glock's a burden

Got popped three times

Now back to swervin

Tellin' me to open up but i am not a curtain

Cant trust nobody cus Im hurtin'

You might get somewhere in this broken world, where they say I can’t but I can

Im jus trying get lit, and stick to the plan

One day me and the bro's tryna blow these bands

My heart came clean like Persil

Turned dark and black so hurtful

I ain’t gonna trust nobody that's personal

Tryna move to me just dead it

Hate this love ting so pathetic

Caught a body somebody call a medic

Don't care cus this choppas unapologetic (Wet it)

See this pain wasn’t part of my plan,

I looked at two years in the can and I thought

Damn

That’s not who I am

We were taught to put in pain

That's jus life on the streets and what we call the game

Learned how to empty the clip and put one in his brain

Left em with the trick and busted his vein

Lately i've been on a different mission

Latley I been havin these visions

Comin clean wit this ammunition

Feels better when im smilin and this pain is hittin

Prayed for my unc in the cell

Im broken if you cant tell

This feeling is a livin hell

Young brats we rebel

These streets is cold but my heart is colder

Let’s see how a next man walks, if their carrying half of my pain on their shoulders

Life is hard, the reason why most of us smokers

Hol on,my thoughts exploding hold on, can you give me a moment

Time to let the choppa blow on my opponent

Anxiety killin me

Pain jus keep hittin me

Love is here you gotta be kidding me

Ready to kill it willingly

Lemme breathe quickly

Im happier physically

Im hurtin literally

Hate everything to a infinity

end to all this misery

Sing along if you feelin me

These streets is cold but my heart is colder

Let’s see how a next man walks, if their carrying half of my pain on their shoulders

Life is hard, the reason why most of us smokers

Hol on,my thoughts exploding hold on, can you give me a moment

Time to let the choppa blow on my opponent