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letra de -unrealeased- - j-truth

[intro]
daaaa-daaa-da-da-daaaa
daaaa-daaa-da-da-daaaa

[chorus]
more than a game
most of these rappers they rappin’ for fame
don’t give a f-ck ’bout a b-tch better stay in my lane
go home protectin’ my name
yeah (uh)
who did you wanted
understood, nothin’
ba-da-da somethin’
yeah (oh)

[verse 1]
yeah
knowin’ what i said it so i said it right back
gettin’ on some b-tches they’ve livin’ on my lap
lookin’ at my life and they wantin’ some of that
said she wanted from the front then i hit it from the back
i don’t wanna say f-ck a b-tch that we drop in
makin’ money moves on the gang we ain’t stopin’
b-tch’s every corner different skin booty’s poppin’ (yeah)
yeah
did it when i said it so don’t take me out my element
’cause i don’t give a f-ck about the [?] or how you spendin’ it
word around town got the crown and i’m winnin’ it
hold the money down to the b-tch i’m the settlement (yeah)
(uh) tell me when you’re sendin’ it
workin’ hard got a hand but i ain’t lendin’ it
got the city on my back but please don’t mention it
you were my baby girl but now we’re friends with benefits
(uh) tell me what you want
filet, filet, filet mignon
take that b-tch to dinner eat that p-ssy with the lunch
but you don’t forget me gone remember when it’s done
’cause i want it
if you won’t tell me but you love me it
if you won’t see me but you want it
yeahhh ’cause you’re c-mmin’ (uh)
yeahhh
listen everybody on they own mission
tryna’ give my baby just a little distance
now she actin’ different
i don’t care i k!lled the city but you know we get it
we k!llin’ bars we spittin’ hard but you know that you feel it

[verse 2]
yeah!
tryna’ block my enemies they takin’ all my energy
i’m lookin’ at the center of attention like a centipede
’cause i ain’t f-ckin’ wit a b-tch another b-tch in front of me
tryna’ k!ll me for the thrill just to fill some prophecies
yeah (uh)
j-truth back now
b-tch you better back down
sippin’ henesy yeah you know she finna act out
p-ss out
45 g’s and you know we finna max out
spittin’ off the top yeah you know we finna show it
k!ller’s roamin’ in the street the pistol i’m reloadin’
got the money got the bag got the girly and she hopin’
droppin’ cheese yeah you know we ain’t gone blow it
diamond’s drippin’ never flowin’
droppin’ heat we overloaded
gotta get it so i’m goin’
i pull out and i’m rollin’
and i’m a keep it on the lowin’
life’s a b-tch ’bout how you hold it
if you say you’re gonna go it
then you better go and show it
yeah!
no i’m never high though
hittin’ every high note
k!llin’ every city now we better cross the line though
lookin’ at the hilly don’t know if i should climb though
[?] on my baby she a fine ho
fine ho
know what we about
better keep my name out you’r mouth
keep it up top
we keep it down town
yeah
cause lately i’ve been thinkin’
the tears turn into drinkin’
the money turn turn to drugs baby the ship is slowly sinkin’
got me reminiscin’
got my finger on the triger of the smith and wesson (yeah)

more than a game
most of these rappers they rappin’ for fame
don’t give a f-ck ’bout a b-tch better stay in my lane
go home protectin’ my name
yeah (uh)
who did you wanted
understood, nothin’
ba-da-da somethin’
yeahhh (oh)

[outro]
more than a game
ain’t this sh-t change
look at my life but we stayin’ the same
get in my lane
you is a lame
[?] (yeah)
more then a game
more then a game
more then more then a game

- j truth

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