5 Minutes of Game

You ain't gettin' money You on the other side of the fence In that one man cell, bitch I dreamed of this Rollie on my wrist But I come from the D game Forty thousand cash lil nigga This a plain Jane Uh, I'm the one who sold cocaine Gave you the game So you ain't have to do it mane See my pain run deep, I'm so emotional You wouldn't understand my connection With the corner store You don't know shit about growing Up in the warzone needles outside Dope fiends in and out your home You don't know shit about gettin' It in the parking lot You ain't never dropped them zips In a gumbo pot What you know 'bout standing on That corner with that ready-rock My momma used to cook it in There looking like it's Betty Crock' You ain't get money You don't even know how to treat the knocks I'm way ahead of my time, Michael J fox Play the game smart nigga, or lie in a box Keep it real with yourself and Never talk to the cops Cause everybody a gangsta 'til A body really drops Get up real close and watch his head go pop Chopper long as a mop That's the shit we was taught Cause in Wild West Oakland If you talk that talk Nigga better be ready to walk that walk I'm an artist I can outline a nigga in chalk I listen but never speak I'm a motherfucking dog Banger in my drawers Bitch it came with the thirty Me and my niggas pitching in On a big ol' birdie I'm cringe worthy, my story really authentic A nigga really talk, a nigga really lived it Cypress Village, 10th Street Bitch I was really in it If I'm ever talking coke you Know it's big business murder for hire We ain't showing love to no witness He ain't a chef Then why the f*ck he in the kitchen? He ain't whipping F*ck around have some grams missing If you ain't cooking your own coke You better pay attention We threw the whip out Nigga we don't do the flinching That slick talk will erase A whole nigga's existence I get to the bag and tell 'em good riddance Money under the Christmas tree Bitch we still winnin' Nigga I'mma stay strapped 'til The world stops spinnin' Steady stackin' these spinach I'm knocking bitches up in it I tell 'em 'bout the dope game They know I'm really in it I'm just talking 'bout my past Lil mama see I'm just ventin' Sending that JPay to my nigga in San Quentin Sending that JPay to my nigga in San Quentin Still on the money mission I'll be Countin' till my hands hurt Nigga disrespect me I'ma show them How that chopper work Knock on me cause I was out here first We hunt humans, we don't do the snatch purse That nigga talking all that shit He gone get smoked first I came to eat niggas like I'm Big Lurch I have the purest coke, nigga on every first Leave your biscuit all limp Like I'm Fred Durst You know I'm sick with the shit You better call a nurse Me I'm getting money You niggas dying of thirst Execution style watch his Motherfucking brains burst I just put some twelves and by Nines in my black hearse Execution style watch his Motherfucking head burst I just put some twelves and by Nines in my black hearse You going broke, you hustling in reverse Niggas went from going to church To that dope kickin' West Oakland, we be with that lick hitting Countin' chicken, and we don't chase no women We get spinach Fly as f*ck in that white linen I thank the lord every day Nigga cause I be sinnin' Fifteen years in the game Bitch and I'm still in it Niggas went from cooking coke Boy to pushin' hop Now you can come and get a Cut at my barber shop Lil nigga I be on the grind all the time I'm just an ex-drug dealer With a clothing line Face shots, if anybody play with mine I remember when I was broke And I ain't have a dime Me and Nard on the block, we just tryna shine Livewire, we the realest nigga out of mankind My lil cousin looking clean In that brandy wine I'm coming candy apple red For the summer time i hustle hard That keep these bitches off my mind I hustle hard That keep these bitches off my mind I don't wine and dine, I hit The pussy them I'm gone, nigga Straight to the money, I don't Talk on the phone, nigga I'm on the corner like Jordan in the zone Nigga stacking everythang cause I'm tryna Buy me a home, nigga I told them they gone miss me when I'm gone Nigga these silly bitches, they just Won't leave me alone, nigga God bless me, haters tried to do me wrong Nigga now I'm on stage Like please keep on your thong misses Any disrespect, you sleeping with the fishes I tried to told them Nigga I come from the trenches But hardheaded motherfuckers never listen Hardheaded motherfuckers never listen