No Games

D-Medi born wit the gift of gab Stay high, lookin down like aristocrat Keep my heart so cold wit da wrists to match Takin over everything, and ya chicks in laps Who could go toe to toe wit the foe on the flo Wit a flow that unload so automatic? Stay composed through the shows and the lows Always grow and reload thru the noises and all the static Took the throggs neck, bridge rollin up gas near you In my own lane, on this hillside wit a clearview Got the visine, keep me lookin sober And the high beams on, lookin over Yea im gettin wiser, aint lookin older Keep it hip hop, lames took the culture Now im bringin it back Buildin album wit family, the business intact Now im bringin it back F*ck all those who cant stand me, now sit thru the wrath Now im bringin it, winnin it Livin spontaneuous, wingin it Take off, the sky aint the limit I’ll rest wit the stars by the time I am finished, aint done yet im killin it Write, recite, incite the hype, dope The type, to like, the righteous fight, dope Light the night, with bars this bright, dope Bite these bars? i hope u die slow Light cigar, then fuse for pyro Like the stars, ideas then mind blown Strike to ignite the hope that floats Beyond notes we wrote, we on road to grow! No game, no game Miss me w/ the bull, no aim no aim Thru the hard times, no pain, no gain Thru the hard times, no pain, no gain When you look in the sky do you see all ya dreams? (Tell me what do you see?) They questionin, pesterin mess wit him of course wtf do you mean? Im up like a beam, clearly obscene, quality peen make her holla and scream Follow the team and proceed to police Caus im coppin shit, watch the wrist, it optimus Drive by got em droppin, switch, wii got the fit Rock the game issa cube in my pocket, bitch Bout 64 chicks and im positive Im a pro I control her no calculus Calculatin her fate, the look on her face She dont play it safe but dont make no mistake In this place I misplace her erased like a phase Ooo Stock up like it came from the back Get the biz when it wiz through the skin at the end like Im countin up a stack Oh dip caus his drip make em slip off they shit now they wanna come back No more lip I popped her like a zit now lil miss you want more? Oh you like gettin snapped, if you get high wit Me, You a tough little snack You breakin these jaws by the way that you crack Ill show you the flaws of these niggas they wack I pipe up and floss, Smile B Right like a fact Bubble'n, Am I Wrong? call me Anderson Paak Grow in the dojo, they posin like photos Im bout to explode though, know they dont want no moe Just give me the promo, Twist words like I roll up Raws only no homo, Yo Gem you a PRO pro No game, no game Miss me w/ the bull, no aim no aim Thru the hard times, no pain, no gain Thru the hard times, no pain, no gain