A lot of fools puttin' salt in the game
Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne
And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange
Truth be told in this game the seasons reflect on whether or not if a nigga might change/
Cause girl you had a monopoly on this game,
The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same
The nerve i never hated
Rap game on hold all for the kid
Get in a position to fuck the game
And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame
On top of the game and had the whole shit flattened
And you wonder why niggas keep the gun tucked
Think not ok i gotta football game on thursday at 8pm at the game i got five
It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies
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