Flexplicity, Papoose, Professor Green, Royce da 5'9" - My Game lyrics

[Flexplicity, Papoose, Professor Green, Royce da 5'9" - My Game lyrics]

I know my names about to reign
The sun won't shine unless I'm paid
You know my name

Uh, that clip'll hit your product
Before your product lift you out your prada's
I'm addicted to them dollers
Heading to the top
Getting in the way of that
That'll get you to the bottom
Get you to the bottom
He addicted to the violence
The penmanship inside him
Is the hottest, he be styling, he's psychotic
Undoubtly about it write it, if he spot it
G he got it
He should probably be on diet, Uh
Kamakazie pilot
Slaughterhouse are bound to defy alliance
When it come to beefing
Yall should probably diet
Because we ain't stopping till we
Got a homicidal triumph
By the way we bought 'em, had em all, buy it
Kinda car buyers
Gotta be the landboat ferrari or
Phantom flying on by ya'
I am fire, dire, expire
Admire, liars, deniars, and I am
On some old hood shit, full clip
Go for no bullshit
Poconos jewelry, smelling like a brewery
Selling like a new release, ooh we
Feeling like a new Vee' i know my names
About to reign the sun won't shine
Unless I'm paid i know my names
About to reign the sun won't shine
Unless I'm paid you know my name

Smith and Wesson, lift the dresser
Grip a, we're vendetta
Rip your sweater, quick, in shredder
This dilemma sends a tremor
Spit it clever with whatever
Clip your feathers, Cinderella
Hit the head of different fellas
Quick professor
Large revolver, squadron presser
Sayonara, charred the cheddar
Art as hard as large professor
Metaphors that'll finesse ya
R&R that call forever
Walk the corridor of terror
Told to God I'd start a lecture -

All my niggas are ruthless
We do this, moving this movement and music -

See haters, Greens a name they mention
But I'm a cheapskate I
Don't even pay attention
Cos talk is cheap and time you
Can't put a price on it
Only bet what you can afford to lose
Do you really wanna put your life on it?
Looking at my bucket list
Ticking like my watch is
I said my watch, I meant my watches
I ain't got a Rolex, I got Rolex's
Time so precious, pay mine to no hecklers
Heckle me, heck lord, tech 4 or
Anything weaponry I can get my
Hands on to end war
Careful what you rep for, me I'm my own man
Shit so, schizo, we are my own gang
Weed addict, now i'm ready, get another roll
Thanks to my flow
I'll never have to sell another O
Its Pro, P-R-O, you know the professor
Go-getter for anything less than ten grand I
Won't get up out of bed

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