Quadeca - Gametime lyrics

Man, you know that it’s nothin'
But the truth, no, i ain’t lyin'
(No, I ain’t lyin’)
And we be playin' this life and
You know that it’s gametime
(Motherfucker, this is gametime)
I can get a dope piece spittin'
Hot shit at the same time (At the same time)
I can rule and break a nation, make mistakes
And
Make my case and, basically, the same line

I got like a million bitches
That wanna stop me, uh
(Man, these bitches wanna stop me)
They can take a billion
Pictures of fuckin' coffee, yeah
(Put your Starbucks down, bitch)
Please don’t make a sound, bitch
Boy got opportunities around him
Mixtape's soundin’ like an album
Thank God that they found him
Runnin’ through my flow like a freestyle
Meanwhile, they wantin' to know
Why my speech file
Refile, put it all away in the cabinet
So dope, hit ‘em with the cold flow
Packagin'
Havin’ it, we about to go so rapid, bitch
Opposite of slow-mo, don’t go after this
We slow, we know, where did the beat go?
Reload, comin' back in like beast mode
Countdown, countdown, down to the beat, bro
Three-three-three-three-two-one-zero
Come in this shit, man, I’m runnin' the game
Wonderin' why I’m so fuckin' insane
Up in my lane, talkin' to people
They lookin' at me like I’m one in the same
Soft in your brain, motherfucker
You don’t even know how to comprehend
All of the money and money and hours for
All of the time that I spend
You know I’m braggadocious, braggadocious
Take a sip from my magic potion
Got mad devotion, the track is
Broken, I’m lackin' shit, man
I'm glad we’re goin'
And I just flow, I just grow
People lookin’ at me like they might just go
But I’m not gonna let ‘em though
I’m not gonna let 'em go
People are comin' in here like
They movies stay frozen
But I will not let it go
And I know that I’m cocky
I know that I’m cocky
I'ma come and just punch it back, man
Mid-life Rocky
But, if you know me, then you know I gotta
Get to the top, I'm eruptin' with lava
Ain’t got no script, got no prose
It ain't Java
I just come in real, I be givin' it proper
Properly probably livin' in harmony
Got to be honestly hard to be stoppin' me
Airin' it out, man, I'll give you my laundry
Turn you to dust, motherfucker, I’m Socrates
Spreadin' the man, they just call it misogyny
Fuck all of y’all, I just live for philosophy
Live for the dream
And let’s see what it costin' me
Basic-ass people, they all want to talk to me

Man, you know that it’s nothin'
But the truth, no, i ain’t lyin'
(No, I ain’t lyin’)
And we be playin' this life and
You know that it’s gametime
(Motherfucker, this is gametime)
I can get a dope piece spittin'
Hot shit at the same time (At the same time)
I can rule and break a nation, make mistakes
And
Make my case and, basically, the same line

I got like a million bitches that wanna