The Game - Breakfast With Al Pacino lyrics

Hook: The other day I had breakfast with Al Pacino (politicking) Told him I wish he was in casino (probably checking) Fresh out the kitchen with waffles and cappuccino (hood n***a) Eating breakfast with Al Pacino was good n***a (please!) My life a movie directed by Tarantino, my Lamb lounging the kimo I'm at that fork in the road like a tortures hoe I don't wanna sell blow, I was forced to that stow See, I was forced to be hard, without multiple goals So I multiply and magnify that coke, till I was satisfied Took oath with my last supply, I kept my tenants cla**ified My momma ain't' My daddy and my uncles gave me bundles, Put it on bees I made it bumble .. that should not stumble In bed by eleven, that's where she thought I'm in a jungle, sponsored links Say notice, so no training day I'm on that trap, but I put them trains away And my enemies on this train today My dreams is where them bangers laid The sky's where my finger stay Unless I bend the K, and choppers making rainy days n***as praying to Jesus Remember before he was famous, yeah! A younger game would say Hook: The other day I had breakfast with Al Pacino (politicking) Told him I wish he was in casino (probably checking) Please! Fresh out the kitchen with waffles and cappuccino (hood n***a) Eating breakfast with Al Pacino was good n***a Please! And if you must know, nobody's perfect We screw up, we make mistakes If heart breaks, go through hard times But you need to know that's life The world ain't full of a**holes But they strategically play So that you could come across one everyday You know what I'm saying? Sometimes things that happen in life are not part of the plan And when that happens, don't give up on your dreams! Just find another way to reach it, Just give your faith a thought, ladies and gentleman Worry most at the' from happening But it will stop the glee from being a joy What's up!