Don't make the good girls go bad You don't really love her Please don't do it Since Big ain't here, I'm about to do it for T'yanna And put roses on the grave of Kanye's mama This for all the lost girls locked up in the pen All the girls that hold it

Burn all the bridges and fire in the hole Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Open windows, closing doors God can't help us anymore Souls forever come and go The critics never forget it This ain't a game I'm gonna talk it, I ain't ashamed I'm gonna walk it, I'll never

I'm not your patron saint You're not my angel dear Horns up or down and now horns up I am your warpaint Lets make this crystal clear Horns up I am your worst fear Bloodshot eyes and a dead beat stance Shit for brains I'm a game of change One cut, two cut

My last piece, I swear They even iced out Jesus' hair Look at me, pathetic n**** This chain that I bought, greed, pain and fame this a heinous result Let these words be the colors I'm just paintin' my heart I'm knee deep in the game and it ain't what I

I love, I love, love, love, love Get away from me, if I was you, I'd watch what you say to me Snakes all in my bed, wanna lay with me? This ain't no motherfuckin' game, why you play with me? Don't play with me, this the only thing I love, don't play with

I'm all the way up Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up All the way up Shorty what you want? I got what you need Shorty what you want? Shorty what you need? My niggas run the game, we ain't ever leavin' Countin' up this money, we ain't never sleepin'

That's why I ain't got no time For these games and stupid tricks All these bitches on my dick That's how dudes be gettin' sick That's how dicks be gettin' drips Fallin' victims to this shit From these bitches on our dicks Fuckin' chickens with no ribs

I'm about to do it like this here Walk over spit game in this bitch ear Let her know my name and I got it right here Yeah, Steal The Show baby I'ma have to ride the ride the ride Till I find a girl to slip inside Ice Cube ain't never been shot

Yes, no, maybe I'm sorry for talking crazy Don't do this to me, baby (But I ain't really tripping if you ain't tryna come back Fuck that, you can stay wherever you at) (I just wanna know, are you playing games with my heart? Could've sworn that you

The streets left with me a heavy heart (heavy heart) I gave this hustle everything I got (thing I got) Always kept it real from the very start (very start) Niggas ain't thorough like I always start Damn, the game left with me a heavy heart (heavy heart)