Game Lyrics

Shorty tryna throw it, she gon buss it till its open

Hundred dollar duckets have me coming in her ocean

Thinking imma cuff her, I aint working with the feds

I had to get another cause she started overstepping

Pass her to the homies, let her know that she ain't special

Money is the motive and I'm focused on collecting

Funny how they move when they hoping for a check

So I had to cut a few 'for they go for my possessions

Yellow diamond chain, yellow diamonds on my necklace

Spend it in advance make it back a couple seconds

We are not the same I aint spending for appearance

She in love with who I am, she in love with what you selling (yea, yea)

I aint got time for a bitch (yea, yea)

I been on my grind for a brick (yea, yea)

Money on my mind till I'm rich, yea

Uncle Sam is looking for a slice of this shit (yea, yea)

I aint never folding again

Crazy how we all want the same thing

Lose it and these hoes go away

That's why I never fall for the game

Shorty keep on eyeing, I got twenty on the vision

She looking finessable, I leveled up the mission

Take her to the loft and I put her in submission

After locking up her jaw, this is living with charisma

Call her up an Uber Black car in a minute

Late night sessions doesn't work in these conditions

Daddy won't you hit it till I go into remission

But its power over pussy isn't much of a decision

I got way too many who depending on my vision

Die before I get it bring to heaven catachlysm

Die before I get it and its hellish where I'm living

Then I know I'm in America that's staring at me different (yea, yea)

I aint got time for a bitch (yea, yea)

I been on my grind for a brick (yea, yea)

Money on my mind till I'm rich, yea

Uncle Sam is looking for a slice of this shit (yea, yea)

I aint never folding again

Crazy how we all want the same thing

Lose it and these hoes go away

That's why I never fall for the game