Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Adjust to the Game, artist - Larry June. Date of issue: 08.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Adjust to the Game |
| And it can get ugly, nigga |
| Yeah |
| Aye, aye, aye, aye aye |
| Man |
| Check |
| Aye bring that bass in |
| Numbers |
| Man |
| Tell you how my day went |
| I’m creepin', it’s one of those nights |
| Stand on my toes, dodging advice |
| Money, money the motive |
| The game, this shit getting colder |
| You can have the trap, I’m tryna get on |
| Still got no love for a punk rock hoe |
| Movin', groovin', in my 5.0 |
| It’s money in Chicago, we gots to go |
| I make songs for niggas that live that life |
| And that badass bitch that got yoga tonight |
| If you don’t like my shit, nigga turn this off |
| Either way nigga, I’ma make some bands tonight |
| I’m checking my rear view, I been in some corners |
| Making sure nobody on us |
| Niggas is hungry and they want your plate |
| And niggas dyin' erryday |
| So I’m out the way, I’m with my bitch |
| I been biking and shit, I be hiking and shit |
| I can’t lie, I think I like this bitch |
| If I was still ten toes, it’d be bad for you niggas |
| The streets, these streets don’t love you |
| These hoes, these hoes don’t love you |
| These niggas, these niggas don’t love you |
| But one thing I know, nigga get that money |
| The streets, these streets don’t love you |
| These hoes, these hoes don’t love you |
| These niggas, these niggas don’t love you |
| But one thing I know, nigga get that money |
| The game changed, so I did too |
| For that fame, no tellin' what she’ll do |
| He off them pills, no tellin' who he’ll shoot |
| On my way to Sac, gotta pick up this loot |
| They tryna make the booty club minimum wage |
| Damn, how these hoes gettin' paid? |
| Swipe up on the Gram, I walk the blade |
| Cat Daddy on a bitch, I’m quick to flake |
| Counting these G’s |
| Seven thousand for the paint, that ain’t shit to me |
| Selling ye-de-dee, the money was good |
| If I can go back in time, nigga I would |
| The roots is deep, I stock the glee |
| Stylin, profilin', keepin' it P |
| I’m by myself, I fuck with me |
| And plus it ain’t shit you can trust in the streets |
| The streets, these streets don’t love you |
| These hoes, these hoes don’t love you |
| These niggas, these niggas don’t love you |
| But one thing I know, nigga get that money |
| The streets, these streets don’t love you |
| These hoes, these hoes don’t love you |
| These niggas, these niggas don’t love you |
| But one thing I know, nigga get that money |