No Games by Muze Sikk Lyrics

Such a fine place to design my vibe
I think that time is a bitch but I call her mine
Imagine never having anything to live a life without
You’d never know the true mean of balance

I keep a pro tool on me bitch I’m avid and active
And I bust a nut harder than nut crackers we actually rapping
I don’t know what you call that shit
But it stinks
Bitch I really put my heart in this

Define line
When I ride through my city I
Keep both eyes on the prize and I get it huh?
In 9 lives you couldn’t fly like we did it huh?
Imbibe lines like its wine in my many rhymes

I sit at night in a bitter plight
How could i intend to win and never live a life
Of my
Own design
Tho I’ve flown so high
I can feel it in my bones
Bitch I know it’s my time


Strapped with a gat that I spat with
Always on my grind I be dashing
It’s just a matter of attraction
Never crashing till I pass you in the Ashton

Cookie cutter clowns going down for the count
Got your girl giving mouth for the clout
Shout it out loud and proud
You got fucked by the game now you down and out

I rip roar when I kill it never slip your
Not really on shit and a big bore
I’m nodding off
And I’ve had enough
Straight to the shot gun
We finna pop one

Shot off like it’s MF vodka
Got the moss with the stock for your partner
Hit the nos in the car going farther
Son the whole game I’m your MF father