Game Time

Lyrics

[Intro] I will build, build my house with bricks Had no chance, he had no chance [Verse 1: James Garcia] Look Game time bitch I'm ready to go Put the work in every day so I'll never be broke On the beat like drugs so I better be dope She back it up into my hard drive, memory's broke And she her own fucking boss, she a Betty, though And she be grinding, steady shining on the regular Everyday she hustle harder for the federal Let her snap and she go flying like a catapult Dodging all the bullshit like a matador Money moving back and forth Treating money like a pot collection, she be stacking more You ain't catch the reference bro, 'caus that shit came from back before Half of y'all that's even breathing, leave you feeling amature Now I'mma get it I'm a menace, yeah I'm a problem with it Y'all are all some jivers with that novice spitting Talking 'bout your shit is dope Nah it isn't I'm from the bottom with no pot to piss in Couldn't stop me when I'm on a mission [Chorus: James Garcia] I'mma do work I'mma take time, uh I'mma cake up, get it I'mma save mine And as the bell rings, and the day's mine It's killer hustle baby, and we don't play nice When it's game time Game time Game, game time Game time Game, game time Game time Game, g-g-game time Game time Game time, game time [Bridge] I will build, build my house with bricks Had no chance, he had no chance [Verse 2: James Garcia] Yeah From the C-O to the H-Town We gon' do work We don't play 'round Oh you scared, huh? Take the safe route I'mma break out Y'know I'm saying 'bout it? If you scared to go to church, homie, pray about it But this the game, if you ain't 'bout it, better stay up out it You need to find a way to go and get the hater out it It's killer hustle every day, it really ain't a problem Motherfuckers who could beat me No, there ain't a lot of I'm the one they paying off for rapping every track I get 'em faded on another hit Of the dope shit I'mma motivate, yelling "go bitch" If you dancing go and drop it to the floor, bit If you a singer, go and sing a little mo', bit If you in real estate, flip another home, bit An' it's game time, if you wanna own shit [Chorus; James Garcia] You gotta do work And it'll take time, uh I'mma cake up, get it And I'mma save mine And as the bell rings, and the day's mine It's killer hustle baby, and we don't play nice When it's crank time Game time Game, game time Game time Game, game time Game time Game Game time game time Game time, game time