Think It's A Game (feat. Vory)

It's too much, too much, too much, yeah

Tell 'em, ayy

Girl, just leave me in silence

Just got a call from all my niggas, said they still 'bout it

Closest homie turned his back, we gotta kill 'bout it

Even though it hurt my soul, act like I don't care about it

I, this rap, ain't no cap

I was rich before this rap, a caption

And you say want action, so he get clapped quick

Write name that Nina Brad Pitt

'Cause he an actress and I'm a savage

Hmm

I guess it's a game until they holdin' onto your brains and shit, do you?

Ayy

Think it's a game, now do you?

Think it's a game, yeah (kick)

My homie turned his back on me, I don't know how to feel about it

'Cause I get deep in my feelings and I won't kill 'bout it

'Cause niggas be knowin' my business and don't be real solid

I got real problems

Made my list for the hoes that flex, went back and still popped 'em

Coon been holdin' this, that's him went in my wheel body

Ain't seen my cousin like six months but still gon' drill 'bout him

He in those trenches and I can't act like I don't care 'bout it, this a war

I'm a plug and a extension cord

Headshots soon as I spin the block

You sent 'em for like you ain't know we stand on opps, sent 'em to the Lord

Look 'em in they eyes 'fore they die, without no feelings for 'em

I done seen a couple M's at 22, who the, is you?

You say you got shooters with you?

Well, I got shooters, too

All my missin' screws

All they know is shoot

He a killer but is aim off

So we must recruit

That try me and mob, I'm tyin' boots, yeah

They tellin' everything but the truth

Don't need no soldiers talkin' for me, baby I'm a troop

They named my shooter Stephen Curry, all he know is shoot, yeah

Talkin' close range

Say your out here wildin', we on the same thing

We on the same thing

His pain is my pain, we got the same pain

Glock .40 help me sleep better

Know where you live, know where I leave

So we could creep better

Go get your gun, I make my gun turn you to three letters

And have your soul forever rest in peace

Know we better than that

New Berrettas and MACs

New vendettas attached

And we can't never get back

Now you can never relax

You gotta forever be strapped

In the valleys of the shadows of death

Will the reaper be regained?

Never pressed to play them

Clubs on the weekend 'cause that's gon' lead us to only

Thuggin' and beefin' with some lil' niggas that's beneath us

Prolly ain't even eatin', that's lose-lose

We kill ten of y'all, we ain't even even

Just leave me in silence (you jealousy)

Just got a call from all my, said they still 'bout it

Closest homie turned his back, we gotta kill 'bout it

Even though it hurt my soul, act like I don't care about it

I, this rap shit, ain't no cap

I was rich before this rap, a caption

And you say want action, so he get clapped quick

Write name that Nina Brad Pitt

'Cause he an actress and I'm a savage

Hmm

I guess it's a game until they holdin' onto your brains and shit, do you?

Ayy

Think it's a game, now do you?

Think it's a game, yeah (kick)