Da Game Been Good to Me

You lost your spot when you went pop

CD flopped you ain't hot

Da game been good to me

Hold up, hold up, bitch

You lost your cars and your house

Now you sleep on your mama's couch

Da game been good to me

Uh, first ever went platinum, now you can't go gold

Made a deal with the devil but you sold your soul

You rent a lot cars, rent a mansion and them hoes

You say you sold your Phantom

Bitch they took your Rolls

Get disrespected everywhere you go

Big body-guards when you come for the show

They already know you got shit on your name

****, you a pussy, they gonna take your chain

Take your piece, rings and watch

You play rich, boy, you need to stop

I ain't dissing nobody, no particular name

If the shoe fit ****, get the fuck up out the game

Little bitch

You lost your spot when you went pop

CD flopped, you ain't hot

Da game been good to me

Hold up, hold up, bitch

You lost your cars and your house

Now you sleep on your mama's couch

Da game been good to me

Pussy, ****

I'm a down south MC, I'm cold on the mic

I say it how I feel and I do it how I like

I write what I see, what I do, and what I know

And keep it one hundred off top from the dough

Now, whether at a show, in the booth or on the street

No matter where I go, and no matter who I meet

Everybody tryna tell me how they feel about the South

On the cool, them haters need to shut they fucking mouths

'Cause we grip grain, ****, we pop trunk

We toe-straps and we ready for the funk

Some **** two step, some **** dance

Some **** just bawl with a bottle in they hands

Sell a couple ringtones, **** that's bread

You hating on paper, get the fuck up out your head

Worrying about my G's, get your own stack

It's going down in the south

You don't like it, click clack motherfucker

You lost your spot when you went pop

CD flopped, you ain't hot

Da game been good to me

Hold up, hold up, bitch

You lost your cars and your house

Now you sleep on your mama's couch

Da game been good to me

Pussy ****

You got caught with that work on ten

Made a deal with the state to turn your ball partner in

But he took fifteen, before you could tell

Need you no more, ho you got twenty in a cell

I sent you a lawyer, you ain't listen that time

Ain't no appeal but they dropped it to five

Who you had to fuck to get back that time?

Texting me from a cellphone

Bitch you lost your fucking mind?

Think you tryna get me on conspiracy, jack

If the feds hit me, I'ma hit your ass back

You fight with your tongue, I send them killer

Transcript writer, I kill you ****

You lost your spot when you went pop

CD flopped, you ain't hot

Da game been good to me

Hold up, hold up, bitch

You lost your cars and your house

Now you sleep on your mama's couch

Da game been good to me

Smoke some, bitch

Got caught with the shit, twenty years

You's a snitch, you turned bitch

Da game been good to me

Hold up, bitch

I took your ho, she's a pro

Brought me all of your dough

Da game been good to me

Pussy, ****