THE GAME

I try my hardest

Not to pick apart these rappers

I'm humble

I'm sorry

I stumbled on game crossing the

Stepped right on it and

Held it astonished

I want it

And right before I stuffed in my pocket

The OG gave it away for free

And that shit made me a problem

I promise

The game got feeling my self worth

With arrogance

I thought I hid it well

The elders started to stare at it

Ironically the more cocky I became

The less confidence I felt

Hopeless

I don't want it

It's broken

So I walk back

I try my hardest to pawn it

The main at the counter asked

How much you want for it?

I was sour & salty

But I told him whatever

I'm hurting

It hurt me to sell it

But I could use a few dollars

Bet!

He looked at my daughter and he

Showed a **** pity

He's like

I can tell you need bad my

Brother I get it

So look

I can't buy it

But I can put it on consignment

And if it don't sell

You can come right back

And claim it in silence

I'm with it

He's like wassup then?

Where is it?

It's in my pocket

Cool

Then give it

I thought about it for like 3 whole minutes

And my daughter looked at me

With eyes of

**** you tripping

You right!

My baby girl got the soul of Aretha

I say a little prayer

I'm her father but I need her

My angel

My Orisha

She was born to raise me

I mean this little girl

Knows shit I don't even teach her

I'm the furthest from a preacher

I don't pretend that I'm perfect

I don't get deep wit you ****

You can see it on the surface

Been a minute since I damn

Since I stepped in a church and

My pastor like that young man

Moving with purpose

The game

Ah!

The game ain't free

Ah!

The game ain't free

Ah!

I try my hardest not to fall apart

I'm an artist

And I'm sensitive about my shit

In touch with my feminine

But I am not no

Get fuck out the lab

If you ain't speakin from the heart

If you ain't feel it from the start

First time I felt it I seen a spark

I'm tryna wake **** soul up!

Deep breathes

Barefoot

Bakin under solstice

Sage burning

Ego purging

Yeah uh huh

I'm feelin rooted from the toes up

No insects in my garden

Spraying sulphur on the culture

You muthafuckas make me nervous

Skin crawling for no reason

I'm peeking past the surface

Tryna see what's underneath it

Then I pulled back the curtain

Oh ya'll really out here evil

Ya'll really strategizing

Capitalizing off my

The Game

Haha

Ya'll thought it was sweet

Ya'll thought it was cookies and milk

The game aint free mayne

The game aint free mayne