
Date of issue: 02.06.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Married to the Game |
Uh kitchen |
See the kitchen ain’t about what I’m doing presently |
It’s about what we ain’t doing presently |
So I’m just trying to remind Young Goddess the hustle |
Y’all welcome |
I’m just married to the street chasing dollar and a dream |
Can’t nothing hit the bossman |
Same shit different story |
Either get rich or get a coffin |
I’m just chasing my dream I did it for my team |
I did made some profits |
Can’t take nothing from me |
Either get rich or get a coffin |
You see we grew up kind of optionless |
Stomach touching and we only had a pot to piss |
Came up fast cause I hardly see my pops and shit |
Started with a thirst in the first to cop the hottest kicks |
Ten grams with my man we was choppin it |
Cook it soft let it harden on some rocker shit |
Like a nine to five it’s a job you hit the block in shifts |
And move smart you watch the cops so they stop and frisk |
Shit now they see the trapper when you stop the whip |
Way before the champagne and helicopter list |
It was one million two million three million four |
Poppin the blue prim while we was dealing out the store |
Now I’m conversating with the dealer on the floor |
Like I rape a suicide you could kill him with the jaws |
Drinking the drug I’m trying to catch me a vibe |
The way I be feeling they never catch me alive |
Houses on the water with the jet-skis outside |
Member they was in the building but they left me outside |
Cook coke with ammonia yeah disinfect it broke a few pots |
Until I finally got this shit perfected |
And where my wrist reflected feel a cold chill but this chill Cause that’s just |
my necklace |
Shit I’m just fronting the way out of line |
I bought a new watch just in case I’m way out of time |
I’m just married to the street chasing dollar and a dream |
Can’t nothing hit the bossman |
Same shit different story |
Either get rich or get a coffin |
I’m just chasing my dream I did it for my team |
I did made some profits |
Can’t take nothing from me |
Either get rich or get a coffin |
We was n*ggas with hammers without a shit to give |
And thats a good explanation for all the shit we did |
Kitchen vision clear Scottie Pippens all my bitch can get |
This chicken head keep grinding and f*ck around get a breakfast Yeah |
And then out the back block trying to rap hittin crack spots |
Might setup to get caught they won’t give him no last shot |
If you ain’t trying to hustle my n*gga we gotta master plan |
Cause being broke is shit that make you feel like half a man |
Oh no if it’s the henny and capsules I’m off a half |
It’s trippin off the set kind of dangerous I got to stack some bands |
I know if Dirk was here he have a plan how t to do it different |
It’s learn to make the same mistakes it got me moving different |
I’m fully loaded these hammers ain’t trying to lose my n*ggas |
Put the game back together a couple screws was missing |
If I don’t make it f*ck it I’m a die here cause I bang cause I thug cause I |
ride here |
I’m just married to the street chasing dollar and a dream |
Can’t nothing hit the bossman |
Same shit different story |
Either get rich or get a coffin |
I’m just chasing my dream I did it for my team |
I did made some profits |
Can’t take nothing from me |
Either get rich or get a coffin |
Sever we start stupid system in the back |
That was 03 we made a quarter mil of crack |
Beepers on site we kept it glizzy in the back |
Ten ninety young bishop with the strap |
Die Hard no Bruce Willis I’m in the store reenacting the old quilis |
Crack baby era number spots in the dope blocks |
Boy george stamp on any dog I got the strip hot |
Take me through my hood it’s like I rap warfield |
F*ck a health care these bitches concerned with welfare |
Government assistance wasn’t doin too much |
Really paid a lobby sick shot til the sun came up |
In my era no IG now I do see dreaming trying to stack for the M3 |
I used to be really post up on the strip made him get used to me |
Red showed me how to cook up n it was history |
I’m just married to the street chasing dollar and a dream |
Can’t nothing hit the bossman |
Same shit different story |
Either get rich or get a coffin |
I’m just chasing my dream I did it for my team |
I did made some profits |
Can’t take nothing from me |
Either get rich or get a coffin |
Step 3 |
We need a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care Of a higher |
power as we understood him |
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