Young Buck - No More Games Lyrics

Lyrics No More Games - Young Buck



I just told my old bitch I'm focused baby
Do you remember?
I told alot of these niggas fuck y'all
I just roll with the stendos
I've been filling up the bags with the blue hunnid
Looking at the dance doing 2 hunnids
Told them old niggas I'm new money
I told my ex bitch you've done it
I told my last plug you stunnin
I never really would've payed close attention to you niggas if I never did loose something
I've come through the best with finesse
Broke bricks down with the best
And I shout it out with the rest
Gotta protect your burdens
Everybody just don't deserve this
When the money gotta turn to murders
If the feds come play ya nothing can save ya, not even some (?)
Yeah I never did tie, never did grind, never did shine, never pop no nine,
I never did pay you niggas no mine
You never seen nothin like my kind
Keep looking at my eye hoe they'll go blind
Real niggas don't be by line
Real niggas don't always shine
Real niggas don't waste no time
Gotta make the trump on
I pulled up in the project with a carpet and a double cup
To all my young niggas coming up
Run it up, I said run it up
Bad bitches better get your check
Now you wonder why they fuck with buck
(I've been turning up)
All I do is smoke
I keep tellin myself that I won't drink no more
I can feel the pill kicking in
Fucked around and I got rich again
So I pop more bottles throw more dollars
Get them bad bitches goin send them in
I don't wanna be around no broke niggas no more
(Don't see no broke niggas)
I don't wanna be around no broke bitches no more
(Don't need no broke bitches)
I don't wanna be around no broke niggas no more
(Can't see you broke niggas)
I don't wanna be around no broke bitches no more
But the check came by you no respect
Ballin'em and I do it with no regrets
I done came from the bottom with this shit
And I got what alot of em wanna get
I ain't never let the dollar make me
Still ain't figured though why they hate me
Niggas acting like ladies
Shit been crazy, shit get real when you got six babies
And you still wanna get the new mercedes
Tryna get yours with the bullet proof doors
Big big house on the very top floor
A nigga can't take this shit no more(oh lord)I done make the trump on
Fend I'm so big look like a bridge truck when that bitch backing up
I told them do the math hoe add it up
You had your chance when I have enough
I know you heard it I done run it up
But where was you when my hands were cuffed
Where was she when I was in the gym
Who are this hoes in my DM
Real niggas like (?)
Broke niggas I don't wanna see'em
Broke bitches I don't wanna touch it
I'm just tryna not waste you time
You just want to get saved don't you
You should be saving every dime
(Get money bitch)
But for us you be on the grind
(Get money bitch, get money bitch)
Bitch vote for us she be on the grind
Still in the trap, I ain't hard to find
(You know I've been turning up)
All I do is smoke
I keep telling my self that I won't drink no more
I can feel the pill kicking in
Fucked around and got rich again
So I pop more bottles throw more dollars
Get them bad bitches goin send them in
I don't wanna be around no broke niggas no more
(Don't see no broke niggas)
I don't wanna be around no broke bitches no more
(Don't need no broke bitches)
I don't wanna be around no broke niggas no more
(Can't see you broke niggas)
I don't wanna be around no broke bitches no more



Writer(s): Brown David Darnell


Young Buck - Best of G-Unit Radio (The Young Buck Edition)
Album Best of G-Unit Radio (The Young Buck Edition)
date of release
20-09-2012




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