The Game by Eddie, The Dreamer Lyrics
[Hook]:
Rolling I’m rolling I’m rolling I’m rolling
I’m rolling
Im counting it up
Decisions to make
There’s money to make
Niggas will hate
When you getting the cake
So clique and no I’m not grabbing the plate
Stick to the weight cause niggas will shoot and lay you to waste
Lm learning the ways
Of keeping it safe
Tail in your legs is making you chaff
It’s pointless to shake
Causing it’s fucking the aim
And I’m aiming for change
Been to the range
This feeling strange
So I’m drowning the pain
For this I ain't train
Everything I overcame
Don’t add up to what is the game
[Verse 1]:
Duck and roll Niggas cut throat
Better keep a pole
Better keep it code
All these niggas know
Keep it cold like cold stone
That’s so so
Back n forth like a yo yo or better
Up n down yo bitch go
On my pole oh shit no
It’s the po-po
That’s 12? Oh shit Go!
Tip toe to the back door
Keep it real low
I’m smooth like Crisco
Keep a 44 stashed away in the coat
Uh with a scope
Turn a nigga indigo if he try me
Yeah she like the VVs
Yeah all y’all niggas flexing with them cz’s
[Hook]:
Rolling I’m rolling I’m rolling I’m rolling
I’m rolling
Im counting it up
Decisions to make
There’s money to make
Niggas will hate
When you getting the cake
So clique and no I’m not grabbing the plate
Stick to the weight cause niggas will shoot and lay you to waste
Lm learning the ways
Of keeping it safe
Tail in your legs is making you chaff
It’s pointless to shake
Causing it’s fucking the aim
And I’m aiming for change
Been to the range
This feeling strange
So I’m drowning the pain
For this I ain't train
Everything I overcame
Don’t add up to what is the game
Rolling I’m rolling I’m rolling I’m rolling
I’m rolling
Im counting it up
Decisions to make
There’s money to make
Niggas will hate
When you getting the cake
So clique and no I’m not grabbing the plate
Stick to the weight cause niggas will shoot and lay you to waste
Lm learning the ways
Of keeping it safe
Tail in your legs is making you chaff
It’s pointless to shake
Causing it’s fucking the aim
And I’m aiming for change
Been to the range
This feeling strange
So I’m drowning the pain
For this I ain't train
Everything I overcame
Don’t add up to what is the game
[Verse 1]:
Duck and roll Niggas cut throat
Better keep a pole
Better keep it code
All these niggas know
Keep it cold like cold stone
That’s so so
Back n forth like a yo yo or better
Up n down yo bitch go
On my pole oh shit no
It’s the po-po
That’s 12? Oh shit Go!
Tip toe to the back door
Keep it real low
I’m smooth like Crisco
Keep a 44 stashed away in the coat
Uh with a scope
Turn a nigga indigo if he try me
Yeah she like the VVs
Yeah all y’all niggas flexing with them cz’s
[Hook]:
Rolling I’m rolling I’m rolling I’m rolling
I’m rolling
Im counting it up
Decisions to make
There’s money to make
Niggas will hate
When you getting the cake
So clique and no I’m not grabbing the plate
Stick to the weight cause niggas will shoot and lay you to waste
Lm learning the ways
Of keeping it safe
Tail in your legs is making you chaff
It’s pointless to shake
Causing it’s fucking the aim
And I’m aiming for change
Been to the range
This feeling strange
So I’m drowning the pain
For this I ain't train
Everything I overcame
Don’t add up to what is the game