Cassidy

Cassidy - Game Don't Change lyrics

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Hook:

Everybody broke, that's a damn shame

that's why I chain smoke, tryin ease the damn pain

instead of star folk or get in the dope game

'cause you could change the players but the game don't change

the game don't change, no, the game don't change

the game don't change, no, the game don't change

you gonna lose, you don't know the rules to the game

'cause you could change the players but the game don't change

They don't sleep in on cash, your ass better wake up

I sold this shit that leave the fire heart beats break up

I'm bout to get my cake up from this white bitch

sniffin white jizz, powderin the face without make-up

Every night's in the snap back over the shape up

look niggas I've got shool niggas to shake up

call the apes up, get you duck taped up

fake fuck, you be paralyzed from the waist up

wait up, I've got my weight up,

your family gonna have to set your wake up

'cause you were never wake up

rise and shine, it's true the music industry will rob you blind

so get a job or grind

your made bitch lie sometime

but your bitch told me that she never had to get the size of mine

I guess that's why I can't open up my eyes sometime

but stay with guap, I play the block

I've got pies to grind

[Hook:]

If you forgot that I was hot you'd better start to remember

for the chicken get the ego of the hark up in you

I ball cause I play the block like a startin center

I'm in the moon to have calamari and shark for dinner

I'm from a hood you gotta have a lot of heart to enter

a lot of bodies gonna fall before we start to win it

I got that good dope, heroin ad good smoke

comin out the trap hoe, smellin like crip coop,

brook people look rich, rich people look brook

some good folk, life ain't gonna end on a good note

if you need it then I got it for sale

I got the product for sale, a narcotic to sell

I got pounds of Arizona and it's out, it could sell

I got that kill vacuum suit I need to stop and to smell

you ain't even gotta inhale or catch the damn smoke

that sour had you high off a second hand smoke

[Hook:]

I get rich when the dope flip these gymnastics

and I could make your bitch disappear, might be magic

chicks be static and I get the baddest bitties,

pretty with big titties and big asses

that's why in highschool I skipped classes to get changed

or get brain like the nerve with glasses

I stab niggas, grab triggers, kick asses and spit acid at your bitch asses

[Hook:]

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