Sirah - Game On lyrics

You've got your eyes Locked and loaded like that smile Fire, shoot, aim all dialed, Roll of the dice All these girls mama All that noise, drama Dont entice me, no But hit that light switch low Ima make you feel ghost Forge the pace Your hearts will break What a case of liquor Without a fight to chase, yeah No mistakes, Only game No were not f**ing but Ill let your mind bate you Master of my craft, nice pic to masturbate to I dont hate you, I aint even know you exist Coming out the woodwork, pretending that were friends Aint it funny, aint it something One minute you dont know me, next you swearing that you love me Week from now, steady aiming at my music with a musket Tearing my pedestal, breaking that sh** for the fun of it All these biddy blogging who*es, makeup pouring out their pours Smellin like perfume & warm cum I know you always wanted more but never did the work to make it come. All my GED drop outs looking at your cop outs, swearing they holdin you down Steady blamin on the weather or the lack of something better Look at me now & Try to say its circumstance your foul, out of bounds Never had sh** to stich it with a rusty needle From a record made of hand-me-downs