Vq - Married to the Game

I done been too broke, talkin' bout the brokest
I know I'm doin' this right now
But, I know where ima be 5 years from now
Cuz of the moves and the work and the sacrifice I'm puttin' in
I'm on my Future shit
The deeper the ocean the deeper the pain
I feel like I'm drownin' I'm goin' insane
I used to pop zannys again and again
I just wanna forget get it outta my brain
You gotta embrace that shit, you can't erase that shit
You gotta go face that shit, I feel my heart racin', shit
Cuz a lot of my past keep fuckin' with now can't take this shit
Like my son never met my dad, he askin' his name and shit
And my baby mama bout' to leave me I'll never replace that bitch
I wish we could work it out
I really I really I really I really I do
But I used to lie so much now she don't believe when its true
I understand it baby really I do
But you the one I want with me in the coup
Life ain't a fairytale though, don't always go how you want
I wish my nigga was still with me so we could sit and smoke and talk
Cuz it ain't been the same it ain't been the same I'm facin' this chop
I bought me a Benz, he ain't fina rock
I wish you could ride all the way to the top
All I could do is just pray everyday
Hope that the pain gon' one day fade away
Tryna light up the dark ima brighten the day
I'm just rollin' the dice with a whole lot at stake
I can't take it no more makin' minimum wage
Barely payin' bills barely gettin' paid
That ain't how we posed to live nigga no no no fuckin' way
We better than that
But that ain't what they taught us that ain't what we raise
Don't believe what you hear I just turn up the bass
I'm in love with the streets and I married the game
I wanna break a pound up right now, and chill with my niggas
But its time to work so I'm ridin' and smokin' and twistin' my fingers
Yeah I'm on the Westside, surrounded by hustlas and killas
Hella bums and tweekers, lotta roaches and leeches
Gotta watch your back gotta watch your side I ain't showin' no weakness
Even when I caught a case, told myself that ima beat this
And thank God I did
I'm here for my kid, I'm here til' I'm dead
I'm never gon' dip, you ain't gotta trip
Your daddy legit now
It might not be quick
It might not make sense but we gon' be rich
Cuz I'm workin' on hits
I'm duckin' your bitch aint thinkin' bout sex now
No no no no I ain't out here tryna flex now
No no no no I'm just tryna get some checks now
And I'm gone, and I'm gone
Bitch..... Vq

Written by:
Ivan Vazquez

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