Yeah, the game I finessed it, yeah (ooh) I count up the blessings (count the blessings) The diamonds is precious (shine) Ain't having no pressure (no) I bought the plain Philipe, they said I was being too extra (plain) I brought the gang with me, killed

What type of games is being played, how's it going down? It's on till it's gone, then I gots to know now Is you wit me or what, wake up try to get me a nut Cause hunnies give me the butt, what I'm politicking with this chicken wondering if I'ma creep her

Ayy ayy ayyy ayyy ayyy ayyy She say she wanna get up, and play the game like me Wanna spend some vital time, try to keep it low key. And wanna get up, so we can stay up all night, She fell in love with my ride She textin me like Jeremih I wanna chill I

Breathe the pressure Come play my game, I'll test ya Psychosomatic, addict, insane Come play my game Inhale, inhale, you're the victim Exhale, exhale, exhale Breathe with me Come breathe with me

One time for the Buddha Two blunts I got two blunts Light it up, go and light it up With the two blunts, we got two blunts Two blunts nigga, two blunts Light it up, won't you light it up Two blunts, two blunts With the two blunts, I got two blunts We got

The bleeding The screaming, was tearing me apart I'm better off without you and you're better off without me The beatings I remember when all the games began

Whatever you got, I want Where there's a will there's a way Even with the games you play Girl, you've got a one-track mind Whatever you want, I'll give to you Whatever it takes I'm willing to do, girl Your eyes speak

Whatever happens here Drown me with rain I'm gonna wake up Screaming your name Yes I'm a sinner Yes I'm a saint Yeah every single time the wind blows Every single time the wind blows

About the time to go in Can’t fuck with us man We the hottest in the game, how I feel You ain’t fuckin' with my team’s how I feel You tell your bitch I call her when I feel Kill you fuck niggas every time I feel like it Living for the knife And I don’t

There's three sides to every story Where do we go from here? The future looks so unclear Through the dark and suspicious mind We played too long into losing game With no hand to hand Yours, mine and the whole darn truth Three sides to every story Yours,