Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tash
Tash
Performer
Carl Thomas
Carl Thomas
Performer
Uncle Leek
Uncle Leek
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carl Thomas
Carl Thomas
Composer
Rico Smith
Rico Smith
Lyrics
Jerome Foster p/k/a Knobody
Jerome Foster p/k/a Knobody
Composer
Maurice White
Maurice White
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rico Smith
Rico Smith
Executive Producer
Malik Levy
Malik Levy
Executive Producer
Jerome Foster p/k/a Knobody
Jerome Foster p/k/a Knobody
Producer
Shane Mooney
Shane Mooney
Executive Producer
Eric Brooks
Eric Brooks
Executive Producer
Doug Wilson
Doug Wilson
Mixing Engineer
Daniel Romero
Daniel Romero
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
That beat
You know what I'm sayin'
Yeah, kick that
Uh, you know what I'm sayin'
[Verse 2]
Treats me the same, treats you the same
Oh, treats me the same, it treats you the same
Oh, nobody (Where my **** at?)
(Where the money at?)
Oh, nobody, yeah (Where my **** at?)
[Verse 3]
You know what
It's hella lonely at the top when you rich without a girl
It's me against the world, but that's how my world twirl
So let that shit spin, 'cause I'ma play it to the end
Sometimes I gotta make decisions
Your woman or your friends
My friends come first, my females is secondary
The last girl I had was this badass secretary
Her name was Yvonne, that bitch thought she was the bomb
But I knew it wouldn't work, I never took her home to mom's
You know, havin' a ball, not givin' my all
Holding hands down the hall at the Crenshaw mall
She used to look at me and saw no flaws at all
We was close, she walked around my house in her draws
But after all the good times, you know comes the rain
I had to cut that bitch off for some shit I can't explain
I blamed it on her trip and she blamed it on my fame
I got cupid lookin' stupid, but that's a part of the game
[Verse 4]
Oh, the game owes nothin' to nobody
So I'm telling you this from the start
If you find you've been deceived by another
Then you better just trust in your heart
[Verse 5]
So all the ladies, wave your hands if you down with yo man
I know them two kids you got wasn't part of the plan
But this world is a twist, if it ain't that, it's this
I like the kinda girl that tattoo **** names on they wrist
Tats on your tit, that's the kinda girl I need
After work, feeds her seeds, then smokes a little weed
Low key, that's how my girl gon' be
But I ain't found her yet and she ain't found me
So I'm lookin' for all the sexy hoes that ain't tooken
Carl put me down with this bad broad from Brooklyn
But all I do was hit it, no spark, no flame
I got cupid lookin' stupid, but that's a part of the game
[Verse 6]
Oh, the game owes nothin' to nobody
So I'm telling you this from the start
If you find you've been deceived by another
Then you better just trust in your heart
[Verse 7]
I know this love song I'm writin' ain't flashin' your excitement
But when you least expect it, love will strike you like some lighting
That's why I'm here to warn ya, these girls in California
They'll take you to the cleaners if you let 'em put it on ya
(Put what) You know the little wifey deluxe
That'll have your friends and family rentin' a tux
That's why you gotta keep it P I, so even if your buck stop
You got the type of girl that'll walk you to the bus stop
True love, that's kinda hard to find when you rhyme
I'm twenty-seven now and it's 1999
But I'ma find mine, matter fact, what's yo name
(Trust in your heart, yeah) But that's the part of the game
[Verse 8]
Oh, the game owes nothin' to nobody
So I'm telling you this from the start
If you find you've been deceived by another
Then you better just trust in your heart
[Verse 9]
Treats me the same, treats you the same
Oh, treats me the same, treats you the same
Oh, nobody
Oh, nobody, yeah, whoa
Written by: Carl Thomas, Jerome Foster p/k/a Knobody, Maurice White, Rico Smith
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