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Think It's a Game (feat. Vory)

๐Ÿ‘ค Meek Mill โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ QUARANTINE PACK โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:42
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โฑ๏ธ 3:42 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 3688212

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

It's too much, too much, too much, yeah
Tell 'em, ayy
Girl, just leave me in silence
Just got a call from all my niggas, said they still 'bout it
Closest homie turned his back, we gotta kill 'bout it
Even though it hurt my soul, act like I don't care about it
Nigga, fuck this rap shit, ain't no cap shit
I was rich before this rap shit, fuck a caption
And your nigga said he want action, so he get clapped quick
Fuck around and name that nina Brad Pitt, 'cause he an actress and I'm a savage
Pussy, hmm
Think it's a game until they holdin' onto your brains and shit, do you?
Ayy
Think it's a game now do you?
Think it's a game, yeah
My homie turned his back on me, I don't know how to feel about it
'Cause I get deep in my feelings and I won't kill 'bout it
'Cause niggas be knowin' my business and don't be real solid
I got real problems
Made my list for the hoes that flex, went back and still popped 'em
Couldn't be holding this shit down ten, went in my wheel body
Ain't seen my cousin like six months but still gon' drill 'bout him
He in those trenches and I can't act like I don't care 'bout it
This shit a war
Nigga, I'm the plug and the extension cord
Headshots soon as I spin the block, fuck you sent 'em for?
Like you ain't know we stand on opps, sent 'em to the Lord
Look 'em in they eyes 'fore they die, without no feelings for 'em
Yeah
I done seen a couple M's at 22, nigga who the fuck is you?
You say you got shooters with you?
Well, I got shooters too
All my niggas missin' screws
All they know is shoot
He a killer but is aim off
So we must recruit
That nigga try me and mob, bitch I'm tyin' boots, yeah
They tellin' everything but the truth
Don't need no soldiers talkin' for me, baby I'm a troop
They named my shooter Stephen Curry, all he know is shoot, yeah
I'm talkin' close range
Say your niggas out here wildin', we on the same thing
We on the same thing
His pain is my pain, we got the same pain
Glock .40 help me sleep better
Know where you live, know where I leave
So we could creep better
Go get your gun, I make my gun turn you to three letters
And have your soul forever rest in peace
Knowing we better than that
New Berrettas and MACs
New vendettas attached
And we can't never get back
Now you can never relax
You gotta forever be strapped, pussy
In the valleys of the shadows of death
Will the reaper be regained?
We never pressed to play them
Clubs on the weekend 'cause that's gon' lead us to only
Thuggin' and beefin' with some lil' niggas that's beneath us
Probably ain't even eatin', that's lose-lose
We kill ten of y'all, we ain't even even (you niggas jealous)
Just leave me in silence
Just got a call from all my niggas, said they still 'bout it
Closest homie turned his back, we gotta kill 'bout it
Even though it hurt my soul, act like I don't care about it
Nigga, fuck this rap shit, ain't no cap shit
I was rich before this rap shit, fuck a caption
And your nigga said he want action, so he get clapped quick
Fuck around and name that nina Brad Pitt, 'cause he an actress and I'm a savage
Pussy, hmm
Think it's a game until they holdin' onto your brains and shit, do you?
Ayy
Think it's a game now do you?
Think it's a game, yeah

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:09.05] It's too much, too much, too much, yeah
[00:21.06] Tell 'em, ayy
[00:22.66] Girl, just leave me in silence
[00:25.37] Just got a call from all my niggas, said they still 'bout it
[00:28.55] Closest homie turned his back, we gotta kill 'bout it
[00:31.68] Even though it hurt my soul, act like I don't care about it
[00:34.52] Nigga, fuck this rap shit, ain't no cap shit
[00:37.51] I was rich before this rap shit, fuck a caption
[00:40.46] And your nigga said he want action, so he get clapped quick
[00:43.43] Fuck around and name that nina Brad Pitt, 'cause he an actress and I'm a savage
[00:47.40] Pussy, hmm
[00:49.43] Think it's a game until they holdin' onto your brains and shit, do you?
[00:53.32] Ayy
[00:55.32] Think it's a game now do you?
[00:57.38] Think it's a game, yeah
[01:01.22] My homie turned his back on me, I don't know how to feel about it
[01:04.48] 'Cause I get deep in my feelings and I won't kill 'bout it
[01:07.40] 'Cause niggas be knowin' my business and don't be real solid
[01:10.31] I got real problems
[01:11.70] Made my list for the hoes that flex, went back and still popped 'em
[01:14.84] Couldn't be holding this shit down ten, went in my wheel body
[01:17.58] Ain't seen my cousin like six months but still gon' drill 'bout him
[01:20.79] He in those trenches and I can't act like I don't care 'bout it
[01:23.80] This shit a war
[01:24.73] Nigga, I'm the plug and the extension cord
[01:26.76] Headshots soon as I spin the block, fuck you sent 'em for?
[01:29.77] Like you ain't know we stand on opps, sent 'em to the Lord
[01:32.56] Look 'em in they eyes 'fore they die, without no feelings for 'em
[01:33.79] Yeah
[01:34.90] I done seen a couple M's at 22, nigga who the fuck is you?
[01:38.42] You say you got shooters with you?
[01:40.18] Well, I got shooters too
[01:41.62] All my niggas missin' screws
[01:43.30] All they know is shoot
[01:44.51] He a killer but is aim off
[01:46.25] So we must recruit
[01:47.61] That nigga try me and mob, bitch I'm tyin' boots, yeah
[01:50.93] They tellin' everything but the truth
[01:53.82] Don't need no soldiers talkin' for me, baby I'm a troop
[01:56.81] They named my shooter Stephen Curry, all he know is shoot, yeah
[02:01.62] I'm talkin' close range
[02:03.39] Say your niggas out here wildin', we on the same thing
[02:07.32] We on the same thing
[02:09.38] His pain is my pain, we got the same pain
[02:13.05] Glock .40 help me sleep better
[02:15.22] Know where you live, know where I leave
[02:16.80] So we could creep better
[02:17.98] Go get your gun, I make my gun turn you to three letters
[02:20.98] And have your soul forever rest in peace
[02:23.29] Knowing we better than that
[02:24.85] New Berrettas and MACs
[02:26.59] New vendettas attached
[02:27.95] And we can't never get back
[02:29.50] Now you can never relax
[02:30.76] You gotta forever be strapped, pussy
[02:33.22] In the valleys of the shadows of death
[02:35.47] Will the reaper be regained?
[02:37.15] We never pressed to play them
[02:38.44] Clubs on the weekend 'cause that's gon' lead us to only
[02:40.61] Thuggin' and beefin' with some lil' niggas that's beneath us
[02:43.15] Probably ain't even eatin', that's lose-lose
[02:45.40] We kill ten of y'all, we ain't even even (you niggas jealous)
[02:46.97] Just leave me in silence
[02:49.44] Just got a call from all my niggas, said they still 'bout it
[02:52.74] Closest homie turned his back, we gotta kill 'bout it
[02:55.71] Even though it hurt my soul, act like I don't care about it
[02:59.10] Nigga, fuck this rap shit, ain't no cap shit
[03:01.79] I was rich before this rap shit, fuck a caption
[03:04.66] And your nigga said he want action, so he get clapped quick
[03:07.61] Fuck around and name that nina Brad Pitt, 'cause he an actress and I'm a savage
[03:11.67] Pussy, hmm
[03:13.54] Think it's a game until they holdin' onto your brains and shit, do you?
[03:17.42] Ayy
[03:19.55] Think it's a game now do you?
[03:21.43] Think it's a game, yeah

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