ABG Neal - Game On lyrics

.... ...... ........ [Verse:] We had to come from the dirt, feel like a mud baby Yeah yeah yeah, we paid, feel like i'm thug and baby Take it, I flip it, I stash it, I get it, I count it, I keep it Baby girl grab the dick, she couldn't keep it a secret Serving fiends out my momma crib, not that they really need it Streets saying that the bro ratted, no, I couldn't believe it Couldn't believe it, I couldn't believe it, I couldn't believe it Talking bout that there's paper work, know that I never seen it Hennessy tears, I drown in it, drink the pain away Opps probably tryna score a point, probably fade away Got it on me and I made a way Ill probably get paid today I gotta stay out the hood I had to stay away Everybody probably gonna fold, gotta stay ten toes down Know I gotta keep that rubber I be dicking these hoes down Know I gotta keep that fire just in case that it goes down Bro hit a lick on the plug what comes round what goes round Yeah I bet that he knows now Played that field lotta opps might shoot cause its game on Feel like I might just die today gotta hang on Ima ball out with my warriors like im draymond If I go to jail right now give the bread to my baby moms Played that field lotta opps might shoot cause its game on Feel like I might just die today, gotta hang on Ima ball out with my warriors like im draymond If I go to jail right now give the bread to my baby moms