Miles-Darnell Jones - It Sucks

The game sucks

I hate everything
I hate everything

The game sucks
I hate everythin
I hate everything

The game sucks so mofuckin hard
Like wtf
I honestly dont even know man
There must be something wrong

Errbody dont feel it
Dey say dat Its just competition
Errbody wanna be the highest on the ceiling
Errbody wannem mofuckin hoes inna Building
Wassup

Everybody wanna be
On this shit rn I don't see
Nuthin motherfuckers wanna be
Stuntin or be huntin
For the million dolla deals that they never gettin
Niggas tryna get a meal ticket
But they wanna get the wrist drippin til the end
I don't even get it bruh
Wtf is goin on with you niggas huh?
Oh you wanna be fly like icarus
Livin fast but the dead niggas gettin young
Like

Shit can't even say it
But imma bout to say it
Whats wrong in the buis ma nigga dont play me

Dont speak about ya motherfuckin problems
Errbody want this errbody want that
Errbody want the oscar
Errbody be a snitch errbody be a rat
But You ain't doing flawless
Errbody be shit errbody be whack
Errbody false prophets
Wuz going on man

A man will never be able to slap the hate out my voice
Although cole promised it
An honest man
He hard as shit
But honestly
Its too much hate me man he gon have no choice but listen
Listen I ain't dissin
I dont front but
This shits different

Cause Im not even inne game but I'm a life like it
Feed me with pain killers I had enough of it
Influnced by this shit part of my suffering
Decieved By dem fake niggas somebody stop this shit
I gotta put a stop to this
Cuz rn ain't somebody y'all would be fuckin with
Soon y'all wanna fuck with me

Cuz I grew up wit that tru rap shit
That fu schnickens DasFX
Ya know it ya have it
You gold digged and grabbed it
Eventually passed it
To that broke nigga he asked if
You have it
And you had it

Should I get back to em
Should I give em what I'm havin on a regular
Should I tellem how we gettin all that temperature
Shut up nigga I'm askin them
The mannequins
Them and their freinds
They be innit mumbling and rambling
They believing all this shit they tellin them
You scared of the man my nigga man the man is them

But all dem niggas sus
They praisin the drugs
They lazy as fuck
They waitin for love
Man they way too off
Far gone from this stuff
The game sucks

The game sucks
I hate everything

Why the fuck wouldn't have you
The responsibility too
It is contending all through
You be condescending on who?
Dont care
But im aware
That shit ain't good you
So all you just stop what you doin

Yeah no shit you ain't dead in a few
Inhales of the fume
You blazed in the booth
But does it really sound healthy to you
Being held in a mood
Gettin wasted as youths yall
Shoulda know You in
Awe
Don't even know yourself
Dont even know ya flaws
Errbody in a shelf errbody is a god
Like what the fuck is this shit
I dont even get it nah nigga
Nah
Ya niggas got wealthy cus of that Floss
Yeah yeah the game sucks
Thats why we do drugs

You'll end up like juice huh?
And whats the truth huh?
End up like mac triple x how bout you pump?
Whens the last time you checked at boonk bruh
That nigga bout to kill himself up in dis bitch its sad

Written by:
Miles-Darnell Jones

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