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