Piss poor performance from y'all, now it's a shit show
Ask me how I'm used to it now, that's how the shit go
The game is the game and it's all about how you play it
And compliments to the chef, cause the cook up was amazing
Piss poor performance from y'all, now it's a shit show
Ask me how I'm used to it now, that's how the shit go
The game is the game and it's all about how you play it
And compliments to the chef, cause the cook up was amazing
Now it's time for a proper reintroduction
Cause I'm creeping on the come up
Just trying to make me something
Be that nigga Slim Priest
Just your local game spitter
Ever since I was a runt, I was still the pick of the litter
Just a little braggadocious, I could talk like that
And if you ever talk down, but you gon' walk that back
Cause your highest highs, still probably my lowest lows
And she might be your Louis Lane, but to me she another hoe
Do this shit for inspiration, still manifesting my future
Fell in love with my money like I was listening to Koopa
Niggas claim they selling game, really, spilling trick knowledge
Biggest lie I ever heard is it ain't tricking if you got it
I ain't fucking off no dollars, bro, that just don't make sense
Stop stressing about that pussy, cause it got you moving tense
Why you pressed about that bitch, she with a grimey youth eating
Still abide by the rules, cause if you slipping, then you sleeping
If I ever leave this shit, you think these fans gon' love me
Was that nigga before the bag, so yeah, these hoes gon' fuck me
Peep, life's short, so play hard and stick hard
And the only time you love em is when you hit walls and get jaws