The Game by TRA (US) Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Roll up to the spot mother fucker
Gotta show me what you got mother fucker
Like Ridley Scott we taking shots and tying knots
Late nights we jot whatcha you want yeah I taunt
What’s the cost you be gotta be lost
I spit colder shit than Jack Frost
Running shit like Microsoft
Yeah I forgot what you thought go across at a loss for words
But I go way up like what’s up like like like like
[Verse 2]
Like what’s up bitch living every god damn day trynna get rich
And if you test me I’ll put you in a ditch
Yeah we crossing bridges I’ve been in the kitchen I got a better position
And I’ve been living each day like a mission
And I hope this shit pays for my tuition but that’s just an addition, cause this rap shit is a fucking addiction
Yeah I’m not like most and I won’t let you take my hope cause I’m cut throat
Yeah throw me away but I float and I sit back down and I wrote all my thoughts on these notes
Damn this so cold you should put on a coat yeah take control like a remote
Yeah leave my bars and they smoke yeah I’m broke right now but my shit sound better than a joke like like
[Verse 3]
Yeah I’m talking 'bout you cause your shit is ass and that’s true
Yeah I only want a house with a view yeah my goal in life is to make a few mill
But I won’t spend it all on pills like all you rappers that have no skill
Yeah hip hop is going downhill, we’ve just lost the thrill so I’m here to bring it back
To being lyrical that shit would be a miracle, that’s too many syllables it’s not even difficult
Not to make this shit political, but it’s hard for me to not be so critical
All this shit is analytical, I feel like I’m invincible cause my music just isn’t very typical
Cause now a days it’s just rappers writing about being criminals (Yep)
That shit is so wack so I bring it right back to where it should be
Cause rap means more to me like 123 or the abc's when I’m three
But that doesn’t mean that this shit is routine
Man I’m feeling like a fucking machine when I spit more than if you drank gasoline
Yeah I’m just a teen but I got the right genes
[Verse 4]
Bitch I’ve been running the game, yeah saying that rap shit is lame just isn’t the same
Yeah TRA is a stage name cause nobody can say my last name
But that won’t stop me from getting to fame like (Naw)
Fuck that yeah I’m done with all that chitter and chat cause this shit is a new format
Whatcha mother fuckers trynna get at
That I can’t rap fuck that
Y’all need a map if you think that I’m pulling up scraps
And I’ll bring it right back and I’ll keep myself stacked with little or no slack
So get ready to unpack cause I gotta whole case of almanacs
And I take this shit serious like a god damn heart attack by your granddad
Cause this shit just ain’t a fad and that makes me so fucking mad
Yeah I don’t think you understand that this shit is my brand and I’ll be running this land till I can’t stand
Can I get a god damn yeah testing my shit like a fucking exam
I be ballin' out here like the cover of slam yeah, check my gram yeah
Cause I’m in the game, and this shit just began
Peace
Yeah
Roll up to the spot mother fucker
Gotta show me what you got mother fucker
Like Ridley Scott we taking shots and tying knots
Late nights we jot whatcha you want yeah I taunt
What’s the cost you be gotta be lost
I spit colder shit than Jack Frost
Running shit like Microsoft
Yeah I forgot what you thought go across at a loss for words
But I go way up like what’s up like like like like
[Verse 2]
Like what’s up bitch living every god damn day trynna get rich
And if you test me I’ll put you in a ditch
Yeah we crossing bridges I’ve been in the kitchen I got a better position
And I’ve been living each day like a mission
And I hope this shit pays for my tuition but that’s just an addition, cause this rap shit is a fucking addiction
Yeah I’m not like most and I won’t let you take my hope cause I’m cut throat
Yeah throw me away but I float and I sit back down and I wrote all my thoughts on these notes
Damn this so cold you should put on a coat yeah take control like a remote
Yeah leave my bars and they smoke yeah I’m broke right now but my shit sound better than a joke like like
[Verse 3]
Yeah I’m talking 'bout you cause your shit is ass and that’s true
Yeah I only want a house with a view yeah my goal in life is to make a few mill
But I won’t spend it all on pills like all you rappers that have no skill
Yeah hip hop is going downhill, we’ve just lost the thrill so I’m here to bring it back
To being lyrical that shit would be a miracle, that’s too many syllables it’s not even difficult
Not to make this shit political, but it’s hard for me to not be so critical
All this shit is analytical, I feel like I’m invincible cause my music just isn’t very typical
Cause now a days it’s just rappers writing about being criminals (Yep)
That shit is so wack so I bring it right back to where it should be
Cause rap means more to me like 123 or the abc's when I’m three
But that doesn’t mean that this shit is routine
Man I’m feeling like a fucking machine when I spit more than if you drank gasoline
Yeah I’m just a teen but I got the right genes
[Verse 4]
Bitch I’ve been running the game, yeah saying that rap shit is lame just isn’t the same
Yeah TRA is a stage name cause nobody can say my last name
But that won’t stop me from getting to fame like (Naw)
Fuck that yeah I’m done with all that chitter and chat cause this shit is a new format
Whatcha mother fuckers trynna get at
That I can’t rap fuck that
Y’all need a map if you think that I’m pulling up scraps
And I’ll bring it right back and I’ll keep myself stacked with little or no slack
So get ready to unpack cause I gotta whole case of almanacs
And I take this shit serious like a god damn heart attack by your granddad
Cause this shit just ain’t a fad and that makes me so fucking mad
Yeah I don’t think you understand that this shit is my brand and I’ll be running this land till I can’t stand
Can I get a god damn yeah testing my shit like a fucking exam
I be ballin' out here like the cover of slam yeah, check my gram yeah
Cause I’m in the game, and this shit just began
Peace