"Own Game" lyrics

First place in this curb race
That burner shake like an earthquake
I blow the cake like my birthday
Might load the Trey and then burst eight
No doctor K, I'm no first aid
I'll cock a doo in your birdbrain
Blow my load in your bird face
She suck and fuck on the first date
I don't remember what's her name
No pun intended, I'm jerking
Chicken flipping, I'm the bird king
Might chip the brick and then curb it
Might spin the whip and then swerve it
Might build the bridge and then burn it
I ride the wave like I'm surfing
I win, I win and I earned it

I play my own game, winning on my own
Chilling in my own lane, did it all alone
I play my own game, winning on my own
Chilling in my own lane, did it all alone
I did it all alone
Winning on my own
I did it all alone
Did it all alone

I'm on a winning streak, I'm on a killing spree
Artillery like the military
Silly G's wanna mimic me
So we cut 'em off like a guillotine
I beat the mic like Billie Jean
Might Tina Ike, no misdemean
Then clean the pipe, no Listerine
I've been the guy, you ain't been a G
When it's dinnertime, I make the killers eat
On the finish line where the winners be
Still a giant, you're a mini-me
Your honey on me like Winnie P
More money on me, I got Biggie dreams
More commas on me than a dictionary
If you're coming for me, better bring the heat
No one is safe from my victory

I play my own game, winning on my own
Chilling in my own lane, did it all alone
I play my own game, winning on my own
Chilling in my own lane, did it all alone
I did it all alone
Winning on my own
I did it all alone
Did it all alone

Told me I am only competition to myself
I don't really help no one or owe nobody else
I don't really need no one or want nobody's help
All I really needed was to be here by myself