All of this blood sweat I put into this game, Was equity.

I made sure it went into my name, Respectfully.

I’m on tip that’s first and you better be secondly.

If Heaven call I’m choosing you instead of me, preferably.

I still got some shit to attend to.

It’s wild when I hear how my blessings offend dudes.

All the L’s I done took I would just pray for a win soon.

And shit every chance like I live in the Men’s room.

For every time I got that call on the phone.

Tellin me my Homie locked or my **** is gone.

That’s all I ever need for me to get in my zone.

And send this kite through the mail like I’m kin to Malone.

One hand behind my head like the Douggie.

Won’t be impossible but hard for you to touch me.

A lotta people Love me and it’s some that say fuck me.

But I learned from PAC to only let God judge me.

No faith in the law or the land.

When the pressure weigh a ton I just spark up a gram.

Was in spots where they talk about they hustles and scams.

Then changed rooms to convos about marketing plans.

They ain’t know me.

But came for me.

Told him.

Soon enough it’s gone rain on him.

Like wearing gasoline draws I put the flame on him.

So if you in the game I need all that you got.

Why?

Cuz the game owe me.

Where my shit at?

I need to get that.

Ain’t got it all ain’t no chit chat.

Send him gift wrapped.

****, You get bitch slapped or get ya bitch slapped.

Wit the pack, got caught in the air and couldn’t flip that.

Simone Biles wit the twisties, I just sit back and I watch these **** try on a crown like it’s just a hat.

And say what ever they feel like it’s just a stat.

Just know if you, cross that line ain’t no coming back.

Yep.

It’s more crazy when these **** in debt.

And you happen to scroll through ya socials and you see em flex.

Petty me might leave a comment like you look the best.

Translation Homie I hope that Rollie came wit a vest.

Honestly I had to learn the game and how to play it.

The cheapest way to muffle the sound is a potato.

Balanced out living the highs and still stay low.

Jealousy is a disease that spread just like a Mayo.

All of this blood sweat I put into this game was equity.

My old girl damn near had me thinking this was jeopardy.

The answer to my people how you look tryin to question me.

The game is to be sold being real comes separately.

They ain’t know me.

But came for me.

Told him.

Soon enough it’s gone rain on him.

Like wearing gasoline draws I put the flame on him.

So if you in the game I need all that you got.

Why?

Cuz the game owe me.