Yeah
It's real game
Yeah yeah
[Verse: Sevin]
You ain't' gon go all in homie this ain't fo ya
Better play all four dang quarters or it's game over
Keep your back stiff don't let the pain fold ya
Just get active dog be a dang warrior
You can ask em hog
I'm a trained soldier
That came a long way from trying to slang doulja
I had dreams to mix caine with the plain soda
Just so I could switch lanes in a Range Rover
Gettin brain from a dame poppin King Cobra
Plasma screens in the frame watching Hangover
And since we talkin hangovers
The hardest battle that I fight in this life is to remain sober
All my ears need to hear is "bro we prayin fo ya"
But they condemn me
That ?? will drain on ya
Knock it off don't let envy remain on ya
Wash it off
That sin leaves a stain on you
I know exactly what it's like to feel the game owes ya
You train for it but it don't do a thing for you
I take it day to day thinking things over
And when I say I pray to J
It ain't Hova
I came over my games colder than the rain
Over the same polar ice caps they complain over
By the same token I'm a flamethrower
Hotter than a flame floating out in Angola
They keep my name in they mouth
Like enflamed molars
They can judge how they want I just changed lawyers
Don't covet a thug you don't want shame on ya
Other than brotherly love I ain't got a thing for ya
It's okay
It's all good
Have it your way
I'll be misunderstood
It's all right it's a small thing
Me and my Savior gon' do our thing
Because I know my redeemer lives
And oh that's all I need
Yes Lord I know You're my redeemer and you live
And that's all I need
I love You Lord