Game Ain't 4 The Weak (prod. by Reezy)
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๐ Lyrics
Sitting low in the seats
Smoking big, soul searching for my peace
This game ain't for the weak
They love you at your peak
But when you down, shit you better keep receipts
This game ain't for the weak
Bounced back on my feet
Fucked around and lost it to the streets
This game ain't for the weak
Nah this game ain't for the weak
Yeah, yeah
'Cause as soon as God bless you, devil gon' stress you
Just know one working for you, other one against you
And when you down, look around, no one gon' come and get you
Even with them roadblocks, a nigga right on schedule
I could write a special, shit like six seasons
I've been scheming, calling plays like Brad Stevens
I could've fold, could've drowned, yeah I had reasons
But kept my head above water, nigga I'm still breathing
Bitch I'm still here, most didn't expect that
Mom seen a post, text me asking where my head's at
I told her don't worry, I'm just venting through the setbacks
Your son always coming out on top, you can bet that
Yeah, yeah
Sitting low in the seats
Smoking big, soul searching for my peace
This game ain't for the weak
They love you at your peak
But when you down, shit you better keep receipts
This game ain't for the weak
Bounced back on my feet
Fucked around and lost it to the streets
This game ain't for the weak
Nah this game ain't for the weak
Yeah, yeah
A bunch of highs and lows, life's a rollercoaster
I never been in the service, but just know I'm a soldier
Praying for my downfall, love to say I told ya
The way they sending shots over, no way I'm staying sober
All drunk off power, it must be happy hour
My back been against the ropes, you know I had to counter
Seen friends turn to foes when you not around 'em
The dirt they threw up on my name, I turned into a mountain
But they still doubting, and I ain't worried 'bout it
Might as well be up in the sky the way my windows clouded
I stay ten toes down, yeah I keep it solid
And leave it all up to God, shit 'cause He the pilot
Sitting low in the seats
Smoking big, soul searching for my peace
This game ain't for the weak
They love you at your peak
But when you down, shit you better keep receipts
This game ain't for the weak
Bounced back on my feet
Fucked around and lost it to the streets
This game ain't for the weak
Nah this game ain't for the weak
Smoking big, soul searching for my peace
This game ain't for the weak
They love you at your peak
But when you down, shit you better keep receipts
This game ain't for the weak
Bounced back on my feet
Fucked around and lost it to the streets
This game ain't for the weak
Nah this game ain't for the weak
Yeah, yeah
'Cause as soon as God bless you, devil gon' stress you
Just know one working for you, other one against you
And when you down, look around, no one gon' come and get you
Even with them roadblocks, a nigga right on schedule
I could write a special, shit like six seasons
I've been scheming, calling plays like Brad Stevens
I could've fold, could've drowned, yeah I had reasons
But kept my head above water, nigga I'm still breathing
Bitch I'm still here, most didn't expect that
Mom seen a post, text me asking where my head's at
I told her don't worry, I'm just venting through the setbacks
Your son always coming out on top, you can bet that
Yeah, yeah
Sitting low in the seats
Smoking big, soul searching for my peace
This game ain't for the weak
They love you at your peak
But when you down, shit you better keep receipts
This game ain't for the weak
Bounced back on my feet
Fucked around and lost it to the streets
This game ain't for the weak
Nah this game ain't for the weak
Yeah, yeah
A bunch of highs and lows, life's a rollercoaster
I never been in the service, but just know I'm a soldier
Praying for my downfall, love to say I told ya
The way they sending shots over, no way I'm staying sober
All drunk off power, it must be happy hour
My back been against the ropes, you know I had to counter
Seen friends turn to foes when you not around 'em
The dirt they threw up on my name, I turned into a mountain
But they still doubting, and I ain't worried 'bout it
Might as well be up in the sky the way my windows clouded
I stay ten toes down, yeah I keep it solid
And leave it all up to God, shit 'cause He the pilot
Sitting low in the seats
Smoking big, soul searching for my peace
This game ain't for the weak
They love you at your peak
But when you down, shit you better keep receipts
This game ain't for the weak
Bounced back on my feet
Fucked around and lost it to the streets
This game ain't for the weak
Nah this game ain't for the weak