The Game

[Produced by Kev Rodgers]

[Verse 1]
Been in the game like three years runnin'
Lil' nigga can't tell me nothin'
Tell the hoes stay home if we ain't fuckin'
Like the birds and the bees lil' nigga I'm buzzin'
Grind hard won't stop till I'm rich
Some of ya'll niggas really need to quit
Even if you sold ya soul to the devil in this bitch
Still wouldn't get signed cuz there's levels to this shit
Said there's levels to the shit(levels to this shit)
No chain on my neck
No bezel on my wrist
If rap was a track ya'll niggas gettin' lapped Ahh!
Fuck around get a medal in this bitch
You same face ass
Lame face ass
Thought you had a lock on the game face ass
Till Mir came through with a wreckin' ball crew
Like Drake yeah nothin' was the same face ass
With your head in the clouds cuz your fans ain't around
And your girlfriend can't keep my name out her mouth
Cuz I'm who everybody talkin' about
If you want a ass whoopin'
Well I'm handin' em' out
Spit raw like I got cocaine on my tongue
Breathe fire I got propane in my lung
Competion? Dog I don't see none
Rap God's stepson and I already won nigga

[Chorus]
Feels like nothin' 'round me is the same no more
But I done came too far now to give in
But i don't really wanna play this game no more
Cuz it feels like there ain't no way I can win
(Oh na na na na na)
I don't wanna play no more
(Oh na na na na na)
I don't wanna play no more
(Oh na na na na na)
It ain't the same since Mir done walked up in this game
And dog I just don't wanna play no more

[Verse 2]
Middle finger up to all the niggas who doubted me
I'm doing good now fuck your apologies
Last year dog I started from the bottom B
Now I'm doing numbers like a nigga hit the lottery
Momma said that she so proud of me
Smoke trees I'll blow out the economy
Next year dog I'm tryna up the salary
Gettin' presidential head
Something like Obama, B
Uh, I'm home with your bitch and she
Suckin' and fuckin' and ridin' on top of me
She far from a virgin but she say
"It feel like the very first time to me"
I look while she ride and say
"How many bodies, and bitch don't you to lie to me"
She looked at my eyes said
"I ain't gonna like it's like ten in there possibly"
Ca-came in the game with a buck and some change
Couple years later they all know my name
I went from Mir Got Bars
And the shit to Fontane
And the flow still cold and that's word to Jermaine nigga
Yeah, cold world but these weak rappers wanna see me fall
Cuz I passed them all like is you mad or nah?
I'm 'bout to give these whack niggas what they askin' for
Fontane

[Chorus(x2)]
Feels like nothin' 'round me is the same no more
But I done came too far now to give in
But i don't really wanna play this game no more
Cuz it feels like there ain't no way I can win
(Oh na na na na na)
I don't wanna play no more
(Oh na na na na na)
I don't wanna play no more
(Oh na na na na na)
It ain't the same since Mir done walked up in this game
And dog I just don't wanna play no more