It's Not a Game

This ain't no game man
A lot of people look from the outside from in
Thinking that it's easy man
You know what I'm saying, not realizing we work too

You know what I mean, we working everyday hard
Getting our hands dirty just like why'all
But why'all think why'all better

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I pledge allegiance to money, weed, jewels, hoes, and big guns
While you dealing in crumbs and stacking funds
Squeezing the ones, so jealous sons have em speaking in tongues

Headed for these slums, screaming at the top they lungs
B**** made cats, find em wherever you at
Your man in you face will stab you in the back
Life's a b****, so rub up and f*** it

You live your life, you gotta love it
Six double o, used to whip a bucket
Left the strip cause n****z like five seven tips
Hood of lose lips, iced my necklace to my wrists

Long with the stones on my fists
N****z hating me, cause I got chips
Left the hood rich
Nothin' but diamond dis, head from a b****

In the back of a thugged out whip
Why not s***
Devilish, your crabs ain't s***
Mad at this, certain gentle wrist

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It's not a game n****
Me move in and move out
Most n****z try to follow the route
But they can't see what we see
Thugged out like wherever we be
M-A-Z-E, N.O.R.E., Musolini

Now that's that s*** that I'm talking about and s***
Same n****z that you f***ing wit
F***ing wit them cats that you don't f*** wit
What you supposed to do?

Both of them are part of the crew
Can't choose side (true)
I don't know, I don't like to go that road
If that's your click, I suggest that you stay wit them yo

While say break up to make up
I say stick together god until why'all cake up
B****es meet me at the crown plaza
On they period, it don't matter

I'm in the head something serious
It ain't a game god, yo it never was
I get super high, while why'all n****z get a buzz
My associates that I use to sit and chill wit

Now it's only family I like to deal wit
That I like to build wit
Get high, hold steal wit
So let's do this, all my n****z run through this

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The money attitudes the cay in
To many snakes in the way
A getting paid playing laid-back on my days in
I want to enter fortune but which way in

Wit out getting lost in a storm
My pen pages reflect Maze
Why steps from his H on, shades beyond the grave
Golden braids hang from my physical

B****ed scare me
Move mystical enchanting branson weed at me
I'm like fan of be
Vanish from the scene in a blur

But barely seen, clearly heard in my action
And act civil, my palm sizzle from the heat in my hand
We're in your land like a hard drizzle
To reach my pinnacle is minimal
Sinister style, thugged out, n**** sending you foul

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