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点击复制Think It's A Game(feat. Vory) - Meek Mill/Vory
Lyrics by：Robert Williams/Tavoris Hollins
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
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
This rap
Ain't no cap
I was rich before this rap
A caption
And your said he want action
So he get clapped quick
Around and name that Nina brad pitt
'Cause he an actress and I'm a savage
Huh
Think it's a game until they holdin'
Onto your brains and s**t do you
Ayy
Think it's a game nothin' 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 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 them
Coon been holding this down ten
Went in my will bout' it
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 a war
I'm the plug ain't no extension cord
Headshots soon as I spin the block
You sent 'em for
Like you ain't know we stand on opps
Sent 'em to the Lord
Look 'em in they eyes 'til they die
Without no feelings for 'em
Couple M's at 22
Who the f**k is you
You say you got shooters with you
Well I got shooters too
All my missin' screws
All they know is shoot
He a killer but is aim off
So we must recruit
That tryin' me and mob
I'm tyin' boots yeah
They tellin' everything but the truth
Don't need no soldiers talkin' for me baby I'm a troop
Done named my shooter Stephen Curry
All he know is shoot yeah
I'm talkin' close range
Say your out here wildin'
We on the same thing yeah
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 live
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
No we better than that
New berettas and MACs
New vendettas attached
And we can't never get back
Now you can never relax
You gotta forever be strapped
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 only
Thuggin' and beefin' with some
Lil' that's beneath us
Probably ain't even eatin' that's lose-lose
We kill ten of y'all we ain't even either
You jealous jealous
Just got a call from all my
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
This rap
Ain't no cap
I was rich before this rap
A caption
And your said he want action
So he get clapped quick
Around and name that brad pitt
'Cause he an actress and I'm a savage
Hmm
Think it's a game until they
Holdin' onto your brains and do you
Ayy
Think it's a game nothin' do you
Think it's a game yeah