Lyrics
I
sed
the
rap
game
Like
the
trap
game
It's
a
dam
shame
Heavy
chain
give
me
back
pain
Need
it
dat
way
Came
with
my
ten
toes
down
Stacked
a
mad
change
I
be
working
Tuesday
night
I'm
on
the
campaign
Block
chain
it
don't
leave
a
stain
Bitch
it's
champagne
Butane
you
don't
know
Caine
and
it's
dat
bait
I'm
done
with
the
crack
game
That
shit
a
rat
race
All
official
from
my
fan
page
Back
page
fed
her
champagne
Made
her
act
strange
Backstage
made
the
pack
blaze
I'm
walking
back
ways
You
gotta
love
my
whole
wave
fam
I
don't
change
I'll
leave
that
pump
faking
for
the
bird
brain
Chow
mein
china
white
Caine
Hear
my
song
playing
Match
day
I
been
training
for
ya
catch
weight
About
smack
Che
smoke
a
boys
face
like
a
astray
I
don't
want
fame
Many
roads
to
choose
I'm
at
the
cross
way
Stoping
playing
killed
this
game
already
PC
dat
way
If
I
brought
it
imma
spend
it
dat
way
Ain't
hearing
chat
it's
what
ever
dat
way
Cold
game
built
my
own
lane
I
got
no
shame
No
strain
built
my
own
gain
from
my
own
pain
Maintain
Rolley
plain
Jane
cost
the
whole
thing
Coke
used
to
go
for
27
Kurt
Cobain
I
don't
want
fame
Many
roads
to
choose
I'm
at
the
cross
way
Stop
playing
killed
this
game
already
PC
dat
way
If
I
brought
it
imma
spend
it
dat
way
Ain't
hearing
chat
it's
what
ever
dat
way
Make
a
plan
go
and
get
it
dat
way
Come
get
your
women
cause
she
bending
over
backway
To
many
rounds
for
a
smithen
dat
way
To
put
a
crown
on
a
pigeon
dat
way
Im
a
Lone
Ranger
Use
to
trap
Major
through
the
night
patient
Doe
raising
seen
a
fein
take
it
pupils
dilated
Broke
down
some
wild
paper
System
playing
al
qaeda
jada
I'm
the
one
who
brought
the
yaye
out
for
a
talk
I'm
Noriega
Plus
I
pull
up
with
the
Bentley
or
the
Porche
at
the
bodega
I
ain't
a
square
so
if
she
round
me
imma
put
her
in
bottega
Smoked
a
half
a
brick
in
flavours
All
my
people
do
it
major
Imma
call
shit
like
mayor
Im
a
different
type
of
playa
War
crimes
no
Tony
Blair
Stones
rocky
kinda
rare
Get
you
lit
up
like
a
flair
of
this
Don
P
not
no
beer
Table
ladder
bring
the
chair
Dat
way
Little
internet
boys
think
they
Max
Payne
Bad
aim
more
than
back
pain
when
this
Mac
flame
Collapsed
vein
double
tap
stain
out
this
lampshade
Upgrade
and
I'm
pre
paid
nigga
dat
way
I
don't
want
fame
Many
roads
to
choose
I'm
at
the
cross
way
Stop
playing
killed
this
game
already
PC
dat
way
If
I
brought
it
imma
spend
it
dat
way
Ain't
hearing
chat
it's
what
ever
dat
way
Make
a
plan
go
and
get
it
dat
way
Come
get
your
women
cause
she
bending
over
backway
To
many
rounds
for
a
smithen
dat
way
To
put
a
crown
on
a
pigeon
dat
way
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