Game 7 Lyrics

Niggas tried to count me out

They done lost count

Feel like bron in the crunch time

Got to put my niggas on man it's lunch time

I been trying get some money fuck hunch time

I been gone so long man I got to rhyme

In the dark so long man I got to shine

Got the whole quarter on me nigga fuck a dime

If you see me with that sack nigga know its mine

I done gave up with this shit about 100 times

I been going hard like it's game seven

I got niggas up the road and my dogs up in heaven

Got shot at 17 I survived it's a blessing

Everywhere I go the Glock go nigga I ain't stressing

Showing love to a thot man I had to learn my lesson

Now these hoes on my dick nigga I be dressing

And I ain't never felt real love

If love was a bitch nigga I'll kill love

If they ask how I feel nigga I'll still shrug

Got to stay out the way nigga keep that steel tucked

If I catch you with your niggas boy you still fucked

And that bitch talking down but I still fucked

All these hoes want to cap but they still sucked

I'll stay down until I run a couple Ms up

All these niggas want to hate nigga get your bills up

I can see through that fake shit

I became immune to the snake shit

You a fake nigga move out the way shit

I be with sharks don't get ate bitch

You be hating you can't eat off my plate bitch

Why you trying come around with that fake shit

Niggas don't know we get them snakes hit

Niggas don't know we get them snakes bit

But the snake turned rat so a case hit

Get locked beat the bitch we don't say shit

Put the Glock to his mouth make his face lift

Make a nigga check out like a day shift

And I don't even know what else to say on this bitch

This hoe tweaking about to put the K on this bitch

Can't beef with him he be writing statements and shit

I was getting high on the day I got hit

That's the main reason why I be facing and shit

Free the bros down the road catching cases and shit

I was busy chasing money you was chasing a dick

You was looking for a nigga I was breaking a brick

I was really chasing money man

You was chasing a dick

Feel like bron in the crunch time

Got to put my niggas on man it's lunchtime

I been trying get some money fuck hunch time

I been gone so long man I got to rhyme

In the dark so long man I got to shine

Got the whole quarter on me nigga fuck a dime

If you see me with that sack nigga know it's mine

I done gave up with this shit about a hundred times

I been going hard like it's game seven

I got niggas up the road and my dogs up in heaven

Got shot at 17 I survived it's a blessing

Everywhere I go the Glock go nigga I ain't stressing

Showing love to a thot man I had to learn my lesson

Now these hoes on my dick nigga I be dressing

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