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mello b - game time lyrics

[verse: mello b]

growing up i never had a lot me and bro was bagging pot my lil n-ggas selling rocks run up you get 30 shots mama she at work and she ain’t coming home till nine o clock i was in the nine stealing bikes tryna meet with thots. all my f-cking life i been on go and i can never stop. seen my n-gga sniff up on them pills that i thought he popped. first time i seen a shot gun it was by my pops. what they say if you ain’t got guns? then you getting got. n-ggas rather see you dead broke or lacking in your hood. i had n-ggas tryna set me up like i ain’t know no good. i had n-ggas tell me it was sour .. when i know its kush. when im in the city smokin fanta like its f-cking wood. used to cop that reggie from the manor dimes would go for five. n-ggas used to look at me like wtf my n-gga why ? back in middle school me and mitch-ll we was always high. detective try to pull me in that office i was telling lies. vp all up in my locker tryna k!ll my vibe never found sh-t two lockers that’s the reason why. elementary sold a n-gga powder that he thought was c0ke. princ-p-l was looking at me crazy i said i was broke. if i had the chance i f-ck around and sell him soap mckinley where i had my first fight they tried to send me home. grizz used to pop on any n-gga looking at me wrong. real n-gga since a lil niga, better watch your tone. i remember having no lights, nothing in my fridge, seven people stuck in one apartment how we posed to live. landlord tryna kick us out where we pose to live? started off with a quarter pack turned it to a zip, same b-tch claiming that she loyal prolyl f-cked the clique, same n-gga claiming he ya mans, prolyl get you hit, any n-gga saying he don’t like me tell him suck a d-ck, you know how im rocking n-gga, i was never duckin sh-t. you ain’t never seen a trapspot, prolyl made a thou on the black bock. give her back shots till her back pop i be with the team like a mascot. all my n-ggas yea they pack glocks if you disrespect get your back shot. we got red beams we got green beams if i want em dead that’s a head shot. in the stu yeah we got the work with the skizzy all up on the desktop. game time when im on the mic, if you want a feauture we could talk a price im living everyday like i could die tonight, i ain’t getting left so im getting right, i could f-ck his b-tch but she not my type, when im off the drugs it be hard to type. i grew up a screw up i came from the sewer, but now im the sh-t man im just like manure, ain’t worried bout nothing , my n-ggas be shootin , my family be spanish , ?????? , i know that’s ya girl but i still wanna do her, yo i still wanna do her , we dancing bachata she love aventura, i do what i do i don’t listen to rumors, good in the hood i be smoking on buhda, don’t give a f-ck what you n-ggas be doing, my n-ggas be winnin , ya n-ggas be losing im cuffing that b-tch but i heard that she choosin, act like you know me ill make you look stupid , last time i seen jozey my n-gga was hooping forever at motion that’s really the movement, yea that’s really the movement fam

- mello b lyrics

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