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Life’s a game and we really out here playing this sh*t f**k the fame I rather sit at home taking me a damn sh*t What’s the range ? I shoot all my shots give a f**k about the range Who’s to blame ? People dyin left and right who’s to blame ? Tuck your chain , n***as thrifting for a come up you better tuck your chain Switching lanes , use to ride the school bus now I switch lanes Didn’t want nothing to do with us bc we quote was some lames Just cause I don’t do the sh*t you do don’t make me lame n***as was chasing after candy I was at home counting cane It’s Donald menard ima say it louder just in case you didn’t hear my name It’s my turn to take the controller ain’t no controlling me n***as hiding under bridges plotting trolling me Had some loundry Matt friends all they ever did was fold on me All I was doing was hussleing I can’t believe you told on me Life’s a game of odds , the evens don’t react People see you doing good the the evil attck Had to check my square a couple circles tried to attach n***as get to leaching on your spine better check your back Life’s a game of levels (Yeah) And I guess we’re the rebels. (Yeah) n***as out here digging they own grave Who tf game them the shevel Everyone says forget the past but every scar I ever had is still with me (still haunting me) And Every x I ever had is why I learned to chase a bag they don’t care about me (Well now I see) Running far from the past just watch it Catch up with me Future near getting closer people leaving I’m a loner She kept coming back stay away I don’t want her
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