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Correct The Game Lyrics
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Mir Fontane
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Correct The Game
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[Produced by Kev Rodgers] [Verse 1] Been in the game like three years runnin' Lil' nigga can't tell me nothin' Tell the hoes stay home if we ain't fuckin' Like the birds and the bees lil' nigga I'm buzzin' Grind hard won't stop till I'm rich Some of ya'll niggas really need to quit Even if you sold ya soul to the devil in this bitch Still wouldn't get signed cuz there's levels to this shit Said there's levels to the shit(levels to this shit) No chain on my neck No bezel on my wrist If rap was a track ya'll niggas gettin' lapped Ahh! Fuck around get a medal in this bitch You same face ass Lame face ass Thought you had a lock on the game face ass Till Mir came through with a wreckin' ball crew Like Drake yeah nothin' was the same face ass With your head in the clouds cuz your fans ain't around And your girlfriend can't keep my name out her mouth Cuz I'm who everybody talkin' about If you want a ass whoopin' Well I'm handin' em' out Spit raw like I got cocaine on my tongue Breathe fire I got propane in my lung Competion? Dog I don't see none Rap God's stepson and I already won nigga [Chorus] Feels like nothin' 'round me is the same no more But I done came too far now to give in But i don't really wanna play this game no more Cuz it feels like there ain't no way I can win (Oh na na na na na) I don't wanna play no more (Oh na na na na na) I don't wanna play no more (Oh na na na na na) It ain't the same since Mir done walked up in this game And dog I just don't wanna play no more [Verse 2] Middle finger up to all the niggas who doubted me I'm doing good now fuck your apologies Last year dog I started from the bottom B Now I'm doing numbers like a nigga hit the lottery Momma said that she so proud of me Smoke trees I'll blow out the economy Next year dog I'm tryna up the salary Gettin' presidential head Something like Obama, B Uh, I'm home with your bitch and she Suckin' and fuckin' and ridin' on top of me She far from a virgin but she say "It feel like the very first time to me" I look while she ride and say "How many bodies, and bitch don't you to lie to me" She looked at my eyes said "I ain't gonna like it's like ten in there possibly" Ca-came in the game with a buck and some change Couple years later they all know my name I went from Mir Got Bars And the shit to Fontane And the flow still cold and that's word to Jermaine nigga Yeah, cold world but these weak rappers wanna see me fall Cuz I passed them all like is you mad or nah? I'm 'bout to give these whack niggas what they askin' for Fontane [Chorus(x2)] Feels like nothin' 'round me is the same no more But I done came too far now to give in But i don't really wanna play this game no more Cuz it feels like there ain't no way I can win (Oh na na na na na) I don't wanna play no more (Oh na na na na na) I don't wanna play no more (Oh na na na na na) It ain't the same since Mir done walked up in this game And dog I just don't wanna play no more
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