Black Kray – WHY DA GAME SO FUCKED UP lyrics

[Hook]
Game fucked up, nigga, ain't what they say
In the strip club shined up everyday
Down with a check, yeah I shop everyday
Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay
Game fucked up, nigga, ain't what they say
In the strip club shined up everyday
Down with a check, yeah I shop everyday
Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay

[Verse]
Game fucked up, nigga, ain't what they say
Down with a check, yeah I shop everyday
Slidin' with that girl like I'm sellin' the yay
Elm Street slidin' with Selena all day
Lil' body Benz, yeah, [?]
[?] on my wrist, diamonds twerk on my finger
All in the street I be pourin' the liquor
To my Blackberry, missed call, Kylie Jenner (Hello?)
Baby, call young [twat?]
Hood rich Rari, bitch, I'm richer than money
Game fucked up, nigga ain't got respect
For ICYTWAT, boy, I ain't got respect
Sickboy grew up in that [?], hah, shout out Lil' [?]
Sick gang shit, still wiping my nose
Hit the bank but the bank was closed
Slidin' with my [?], yeah came from [?]
Got it out the mud, Lil Shyne throw fours

[Bridge]
Look, I ain't got no beef. I just tell it how it is, ya heard me? I just, why hate on a nigga who stay in his own lane? Bruh, I don't hate on nobody, shout out everybody

[Hook]
Game fucked up, nigga, ain't what they say
In the strip club shined up everyday
Down with a check, yeah I shop everyday
Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay
Game fucked up, nigga, ain't what they say
In the strip club shined up everyday
Down with a check, yeah I shop everyday
Ridin' with that girl like I sell Mary Kay

[Bridge]
Sick gang shit, still wipin' my nose
Hit the bank but the bank was closed

[Verse 2]
Keep all my money, I don't fuck with banks
Shout out to [?], boy yanni yaint
Bari drop-top, been make 'em faint
Shawty in the haunted house poppin' paint
Yeah I got mid and I sell dope
Still count it up like I'm in the trap
Shit, I don't trap, but my 20 clap
Shit, shine with my shooter, I made that chop clap
Strip club make that, clap
I ain't fuckin' hoes, yeah I got clout
Been needa hit that [?]
Lil' Rari got it up from [?]
Shit, nigga mad at me 'cause I stay swimmin'
Trap phone same color suede linen
All my ice winnin', I don't beef with niggas
[?], gotta stick together
But I shine through any weather
Lil' Rari throwin' four, ain't nothin' better, yeah