G Herbo - Sin & Games lyrics

[Intro] Aye, aye now on some real sh** though, man It's, it's like Chicago is just a lifestyle that you know what I'm sayin' a lot of people not used to but we adapted to it Like I'm 20 years old, I know I know probably at least 50 people dead, like personally that I know like dead or not You know what I'm sayin' On the day to day basis this sh** not regular [Hook] All we know is darkness, all we know is pain All my n***as heartless, this the game we play And we come from, where they hate us And they take from, world full of fake love Nothin' but cloudy days, shoot outs 'round the way Babys catchin' strays, but this the game we play This the game we play Know I'm riding for the game, we straight I know this the game we play, one soldier [?] [Verse 1] Illonios, Chi, Eastside I was raised Roamin' outside spendin' most of my days Grade school, just a young n***a with a heart [?] And some other young n***as with me ready for whatever All I tell 'em 'go and get 'em thuggin', hustlin' Shed a tear, shoulda make his blood borthers like I was born with 'em Took a long, long time love to see my n***as shine Fought a storm with them, a couple gone on the ride They ain't seen outside a long, long time Somewhere at the wrong time, prolly too much on they mind Tryna homicide, other half gone now Now God called him home while mama is traumatized And that's why we all quit the chains n***as One time back again the wall and lettin' pistols off with the [?] tryna [?] a piece, at the ball games kickin' State to state on the planes trippin' Kobe died with his pain sippin' Thinkin' how we used to hang with him [Hook] All we know is darkness, all we know is pain All my n***as heartless, this the game we play And we come from, where they hate us And they take from, world full of fake love Nothin' but cloudy days, shoot outs 'round the way Babys catchin' strays, but this the game we play This the game we play Know I'm riding for the game, we straight I know this the game we play, one soldier [?] [Verse 2] 'Member when I used to write rhymes on the Microsoft Record lyrics on the trap flip 'fore I ever touched a microphone Young n***a, like 15 granny livin' in the warzone Naw I ain't talkin' Harkas, boy [?] Rikers Homes [?] gon' lie was frightened, but I had it right by my side, I'ma let it off always Walkin' inside with that b**h in my hand with no lock on the door and no light in the hallway One thing for certain, I know that my hitters lurkin' [?] all day Look at you f** n***a like always Hop out the whip pull out the clip in broad day Ain't no regrets cause all the sh** we did, we did it our way Can't trust n***as, f** these n***as I learned that the hard way And all the n***as that's with me they ridin' like a Harley .40 in that old school, it ride like a 'Rari [Hook] All we know is darkness, all we know is pain All my n***as heartless, this the game we play And we come from, where they hate us And they take from, world full of fake love Nothin' but cloudy days, shoot outs 'round the way Babys catchin' strays, but this the game we play This the game we play Know I'm riding for the game, we straight I know this the game we play, one soldier [?]