The Game Made In America song lyrics

Sing it for me one more time

(more singing)

Well I pretend to sniff this line

I used to wanna be Eazy

Then I realized it wasn't that easy

I used to wish that I was 2Pac

Then I realized that might get you shot

Figured I just gonna be myself though

Niggas hate me, Documentary on they shelf though

In this Impala, old school like some shell toes

Had a fake gold chain, but don't nobody else knows

That ain't the type of shit I'm made of Snitchin' on my homeboy, gossipin' bout old boys

Keep buyin' them Ferraris cause I grew up with no toys

That ain't the type of shit I'm made of I'm just trying to get my weight up Hol' on, I'm just tryin' to get my weight up

Big Homies drivin' by, tellin' me to stay up

How the fuck I'm supposed to stay up?

When this weed got me feelin' like (?) bruh

I just seen Mac Dre bruh and the Jacka

We up in the Bay bruh

I wish that I could go again

I'm with that old shit

We all make mistakes look what happened to me and 50