"Games Fake" lyrics
(feat. Gunna Dee)
Had to leave studio, couldn't finish the track
Niggas calling up my phone, had to finish the pack
Niggas asking where I've been, man I've been in the trap
The game's fake fam, I'm just bringing it back
Had to leave studio, couldn't finish the track
Niggas calling up my phone, had to finish the pack
Niggas asking where I've been, man I've been in the trap
The game's fake fam, I'm just bringing it back
The game's fake
I said the game's fake
All you niggas and your watches and your chain's fake
Break a brick down, watch it change shape
Put that yayo in the blender, watch that 'cane break
Had to leave studio, couldn't finish the song
This nigga want a half a brick and I'm taking too long
But if he getting rude, then I'm taking it wrong
Don't he know that south west where the takers are from
I'll make your wifey roll on all my dope runs
I'll pass that bitch some trees and told her smoke one
She stressing 'bout her man cah he's a broke one
When the dope boy want her, ain't no hope son
But nothing ain't changed, money still piling
They gave my nigga life, that nigga still smiling
That's just tales from the dope life
Nothing don't change but the players and the dope price
Had to leave studio, couldn't finish the track
Niggas calling up my phone, had to finish the pack
Niggas asking where I've been, man I've been in the trap
The game's fake fam, I'm just bringing it back
Had to leave studio, couldn't finish the track
Niggas calling up my phone, had to finish the pack
Niggas asking where I've been, man I've been in the trap
The game's fake fam, I'm just bringing it back
(Gunna!)
They say Gunna you ain't made it yet
This game is a bitch, these niggas made it wet
But they lying to her, I get right in to her
I get down and dirty, these streets are like a sewer
Full of rats too
Like cats when they catch you
White packs when they tax you
You need a blessing when them niggas getting at you
One squeeze
Gun squeeze
Strapped like dungarees
Clap these dumb G's
Leave them spaced out like countries
Need to knock the flake out
Need to lock the fake out
Stake outs just to eat my stake out
Need to help the real niggas break out
Had to leave studio, couldn't finish the track
Niggas calling up my phone, had to finish the pack
Niggas asking where I've been, man I've been in the trap
The game's fake fam, I'm just bringing it back
Had to leave studio, couldn't finish the track
Niggas calling up my phone, had to finish the pack
Niggas asking where I've been, man I've been in the trap
The game's fake fam, I'm just bringing it back
Niggas calling up my phone, had to finish the pack
Niggas asking where I've been, man I've been in the trap
The game's fake fam, I'm just bringing it back
Had to leave studio, couldn't finish the track
Niggas calling up my phone, had to finish the pack
Niggas asking where I've been, man I've been in the trap
The game's fake fam, I'm just bringing it back
The game's fake
I said the game's fake
All you niggas and your watches and your chain's fake
Break a brick down, watch it change shape
Put that yayo in the blender, watch that 'cane break
Had to leave studio, couldn't finish the song
This nigga want a half a brick and I'm taking too long
But if he getting rude, then I'm taking it wrong
Don't he know that south west where the takers are from
I'll make your wifey roll on all my dope runs
I'll pass that bitch some trees and told her smoke one
She stressing 'bout her man cah he's a broke one
When the dope boy want her, ain't no hope son
But nothing ain't changed, money still piling
They gave my nigga life, that nigga still smiling
That's just tales from the dope life
Nothing don't change but the players and the dope price
Had to leave studio, couldn't finish the track
Niggas calling up my phone, had to finish the pack
Niggas asking where I've been, man I've been in the trap
The game's fake fam, I'm just bringing it back
Had to leave studio, couldn't finish the track
Niggas calling up my phone, had to finish the pack
Niggas asking where I've been, man I've been in the trap
The game's fake fam, I'm just bringing it back
(Gunna!)
They say Gunna you ain't made it yet
This game is a bitch, these niggas made it wet
But they lying to her, I get right in to her
I get down and dirty, these streets are like a sewer
Full of rats too
Like cats when they catch you
White packs when they tax you
You need a blessing when them niggas getting at you
One squeeze
Gun squeeze
Strapped like dungarees
Clap these dumb G's
Leave them spaced out like countries
Need to knock the flake out
Need to lock the fake out
Stake outs just to eat my stake out
Need to help the real niggas break out
Had to leave studio, couldn't finish the track
Niggas calling up my phone, had to finish the pack
Niggas asking where I've been, man I've been in the trap
The game's fake fam, I'm just bringing it back
Had to leave studio, couldn't finish the track
Niggas calling up my phone, had to finish the pack
Niggas asking where I've been, man I've been in the trap
The game's fake fam, I'm just bringing it back
