THE GAMES

Lyrics

[Intro] "Ladies and gentlemen" (Brooklyn's back) Dyme-A [Verse 1] I put my heart up on the stage And you felt it for a minute now You been cold for a minute Never deal with 'em bitches just to kill for a nigga now Know you tired of the games So I ain't tryna play them now I was tryna ball with you Tour [?] with you, found how my lifestyle playin' out You can't take it You need space, but I'm impatient Pray your love comes back to me How you gon' dip like that? (like that) [?] like that (like that) I was gon' get right back Now you don't belong to me You was like a Lauren to me Guess it wasn't Nip like that Off, feelin' ripped like that Life feelin'— You was like— (damn) (fuck) [Hook] You may see me as just a face But I'll still love you always Thinkin of you always, always [Bridge] You can't take it You need space, but I'm impatient Pray your love comes back to me Mind erase me Mind still racin' I'm still waitin' To find your love come back to me [Verse 2] These bitches tryna come up, hoes got agendas Trips to Miami and DR getting did up Bitches want a winner To get some light, pour up and scam Hit the gram, in the gym doing sit ups Hoes need a sitter Left her baby father for a dealer And a sugar daddy paying for her dinner Hoes getting slicker Bitches sit in angles in their pictures To convince somebody famous that they're thicker Hoes think they're niggas It's known that my [?] You just left with the souls of these niggas [?] of niggas You might be with bro cuz he richer But in love with a whole other nigga And you know it, girl [Hook] You may see me as just a face But I'll still love you always Thinkin of you always, always Oh, oh, oh, o–oh Oh, oh, oh, o–oh Oh, oh, oh, o–oh Oh, oh, oh, o–oh