Nathan But Game

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Mac Mall] Things is gettin' crucial when niggas actin' sick You might think I'm wicked 'cause of the 40 that I sip But let me pour it out for my potnas that ain't with me Or rush it to the dome until my bottle's empty And flow on this motherfuckin' that's kinda cool Makin' the niggas all loc up and makes the hoes act a fool It's the S-E-S P-L-A-Y-A The youngsta from the Bay so just peep out what I say So watch me break it down about the hoes, niggas and tricks And shuttin' all the mouths of them fools who talk shit Comin' with the raps that make you ho woozy I thought she paid this pimp, man, I ain't trippin' off that hoochie I treat you like a Visa, but see, I want to see ya 'Cause after I beat the panties, well then I have to leave ya It's all in the game, so look, don't trip The reason you was jockin' 'cause the cut was flipped But everything shine when young Mac Mall fuck I left her stranded at the telly, called her nigga to pick you up You might think it's wrong, and you might think it's strange To Mac Mall and the Faculty, it ain't nathan but game [Chorus: Khayree, Mac Mall, Mac Dre] It ain't nothin' but game (Straight game) That's right that money, though Nathan but motherfuckin' game It ain't nothin' but game (Straight, straight game) It ain't nothin' but game, though [Verse 2: Mac Mall] I'm comin' out the gates on these niggas, so get ready Mobbin' on this track, I'm hella tight like a Chevy Talkin' about them niggas who be hatin' how I'm playin' The PH but not a doctor, you know what I'm sayin'? Some be trippin' off hoes, money or success Tryna salt a nigga 'cause a young player's stressed I seem to understand the player hatin' that you do When I'm out here on the street tryna come up just like you I'm young in the game, and ain't shit change Just a couple of punk-ass niggas who be jockin' me, mayne All up in my face, man, they need to get the hell on 'Cause I'm that young nigga she spendin' all that mail on Talkin' about she love me, and spendin' all your money But to get real, man, your bitch is kinda funny I'm dickin' your hoes down so you hatin' Why she think I'm tryna claim this next nigga's baby? Poppin' at the mouth, sayin' Crest niggas crazy But I never ever let the hoochie fade me You might think it's wrong and you might think it's right But to Mac Mall and the Faculty, it ain't nathan but game [Chorus: Khayree, Mac Mall, Mac Dre] It ain't nothin' but game (Straight, straight game) Yeah, that's right, these player haters, fuck 'em Nathan but motherfuckin' game It ain't nothin' but game (Straight, straight game) [Verse 3: Mac Mall, Mac Dre] Nathan, nathan, nathan but some game And these rollers still be trippin' 'cause I don't sell 'caine Nowadays, it's like they wanna see a young player dead I'm talkin' about the task, black and whites, and these feds But I call 'em trick 'cause they always on the dick Thinkin' I'ma slip but the gang, we just too thick Wantin' me to go down like my name is Bobby B But now I'm up like Trump, that's why they hate me The punk police got my mother all worried and thangs 'Cause I kick it with the Strictly SES Faculty, mayne But I don't trip, it's just another part of the game to cover The rollers wanna see me goin' under But instead, I'm straight fuckin' the feds Got my game way tighter than a motherfuckin' Chev' So when strike by, I can't say "hi" 'Cause I get rolled on every time I try to side And it's driving me crazy But I can't let the peckerwoods fade me Can't wait 'til the time that they hot at night 'Cause they gon' die that night, and everything gon' be alright But I'll wait, procrastinatin', 'cause comin' up is my fate And the peckerwoods got a fantasy No more bullshit cases and high-speed chases Lock me up in some bullshit places Put me down, but I rise like yeast You won't get no peace 'til I'm deceased And it gon' stop until some things change They hate to see me come up, but it ain't nathan but motherfuckin' game (Straight game) [Chorus: Khayree, Mac Mall, Mac Dre] It ain't nothin' but game (Straight, straight game) Yeah, y'all motherfuckers don't know since I was livin' the game on V So motherfuckers need to realize this dope 'Cause it's all good in the hood, you know what I'm sayin'? We livin' by the code of the Mac, tryna stack, you know what I'm sayin' It ain't nothin' but game Straight players - what's up, playa? (Straight game) Nathan but motherfuckin' game It ain't nothin' but game (Straight, straight game) Nathan but motherfuckin' game It ain't nothin' but game (Straight, straight game) Nathan but game It ain't nothin' but game (Straight, straight game) [Outro: Mac Mall, Mac Dre] Put my motherfuckin' tape Put my, put my motherfuckin' tape Put, put, put my motherfuckin' Put my motherfuckin' Put my motherfuckin' tape in your goddamn deck But you don't hear me, though But you don't hear me, though 'Cause it ain't nathan but, nathan but, na—, nathan but Crestside game
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Credits
- Writers
- Mac Mall
- Khayree