A Boogie - Game Winnerz lyrics

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A Boogie - Game Winnerz lyrics

[Intro: Don Q & A Boogie] sh** y'all just started doin' ain't new to us n***a That's old money Said they been waitin' for it right? Know they been waitin' for it Don Boogie, what up n***a? Comin' up with the same n***as [Hook: Don Q] I went broke, came up with the same n***as When that last card hit that's a game winner Drink sippers and I mix it with the paink**ers Paid n***as, small hood full of gravediggers [Verse 1: Don Q] Make moves, pay dues, n***a stay true Same crew, b**hing and switching is what I can't do Drivin' and my paint new Got me swervin' all over the curb is what that drank do Still avoiding the state troops Hit the I-95 with a half tank Make a stop at CVS just to grab blanks Came from that milk crate, talkin' 'bout them corner nights Had to get my daughter right, ain't leavin' 'til it's morning light Rolling dice and pouring pints, never the sober type Say you sold the price, get your block ate on a motorbike p**y n***as all alike, that's why we ignore the hype I let this 40 ring, 40 days, 40 nights I'm a cold n***a, lyrics make your soul shiver Dust fiends looking for water, I bring the whole river You looking for your daughter, I'm on the road with her Fresh out the trap, dropping O's on the stove with her [Hook: Don Q] I went broke, came up with the same n***as When that last card hit that's a game winner Drink sippers and I mix it with the paink**ers Paid n***as, small hood full of gravediggers [Verse 2: A Boogie] You think I changed n***a? Hah, I'm still the same n***a I'm with my gang You call them goons, I call them gravediggers When I was locked down, made me feel like a slave n***a I'm A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie and a chain n***a Now I'm ballin' like Harden, yeah this a game winner Game winner, rocket on me like I'm James n***a Hanging out the window with it, asking what you claim n***a Don't you try to play with us, got some dubs with me I'm with a n***a who might go shoot up the club for me Poppin' bottles in the club and I ain't old enough Whoever thought it'd be like this when I was growing up She know what's up She s**ing dick while I'm rolling up Don't hold me up Get a bank card and open up You know it's us when you see designer from toe and up We blowing up, my n***a we really blowing up My dough is up Ain't know where to put it, I couldn't fold it up Ten thou' in my Balmains just to hold 'em up Switch lanes to that fast lane, try to slow me up Big chains, I need mad chains cause my throat is up [Outro: Don Q] I went broke, came up with the same n***as And when that last card hit that's a game winner, game winner Change on my n***as, I ain't ever change on my n***as f** the fame, f** the b**hes I ain't never ever change No way, no way I ain't ever change on my n***as, no way I ain't ever change for the b**hes uh uh