Game Is The Game

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni] 5 Mile nigga in a 5 star suite Had a spot on the 6, doing 5 a week Paid 25, and get at least 5 a piece I ain't complaining at all, shit, that's fine with me I was balling last week, when shit went to the left A smooth operation going, shit turned to a mess Looked at it as a lesson, guess it's all for the best Could be locked in a cell, I guess a nigga is blessed I was schooled by them oldheads, with old bread You sitting round bullshitting, what's in yo head? It can't be sense, I'm 'bout dollars, but'll take them cents Fiends used to give me change, I hated that shit But I did what I had to, made a couple bad moves Made some good money with some bad dudes Seen so much shit at an early age Seen the game put so many in the early grave [Chorus: Payroll Giovanni] But don't complain, my nigga The game is the game, my nigga Fuck a ho, get your change, my nigga Move slow, even in the fast lane, my nigga But don't complain, my nigga The game is the game, my nigga Fuck a ho, get your change, my nigga Move slow, even in the fast lane, my nigga [Verse 2: Reo Grand] Came home shining like I never went to jail Everybody comfortable, they knew I wouldn't tell If the road hot, then I'm getting it through the mail Went from middle manning bows, now we getting it by the bail Hoes used to laugh at a nigga big lips Now they wanna blow me down, 'cause I'm getting big chips Just a lil test run, I'ma give him six zips If the fiends acting up, let them bitches get sick Keep your circle real small, 'cause the loyalty is rare Seen niggas fall off, stressed out, losing hair 'Cause they man turned bad, now he working with the jake I be chilling with the bitches, 'cause a lotta niggas fake Got some niggas on my team, 'bout whatever for the cake Might break it all down, it depend on what it take Stacking for a rainy day, I suggest you do the same Keep them bitches out your Business, nigga, welcome to the game [Chorus: Payroll Giovanni] But don't complain, my nigga The game is the game, my nigga Fuck a ho, get your change, my nigga Move slow, even in the fast lane, my nigga But don't complain, my nigga The game is the game, my nigga Fuck a ho, get your change, my nigga Move slow, even in the fast lane, my nigga [Verse 3: Payroll Giovanni] I heard you got a bag, why you ain't hit me up? 'Cause everytime I throw you something, dawg, you fuck it up This is Business, you gotta understand that Looked out for you when I had dudes that would've cashed that My back done been stabbed at Now I'm numbed up You either getting the fuck on, or getting fucked up 'Cause so many niggas often have bitch ways Pillow talk to hoes, so jammed up, you would do the same At least that's how I read it, nigga They try to play you then crawl back, realizing they need a nigga I'm self-made, but I ain't no Maybach I'm just tryna park a Maybach where I was raised at And let the youngings get motivated Fall off, yeah, I know a whole line waiting I was dime shaving, before I shaved my face Everybody ain't a boss, younging, know your place [Chorus: Payroll Giovanni] But don't complain, my nigga The game is the game, my nigga Fuck a ho, get your change, my nigga Move slow, even in the fast lane, my nigga But don't complain, my nigga The game is the game, my nigga Fuck a ho, get your change, my nigga Move slow, even in the fast lane, my nigga [Verse 4: Helluva] The game is the game, I can't complain about it 'Cause I remember days when I couldn't change my outfit Spent many nights slanging out of vacant houses All moms could do is bow her head and pray about it Wanted to ball, so i posted up like Pau Gasol More money, more problems, couldn't solve them all Got in a fight with my B.M., and she called the law They brought the dogs, they found the raw, went to jail and lost it all Fresh out the county jail, no shoe strings Down to an eightball, like a pool game It's a lotta ups and downs, when you move caine When you up counting money, then your mood change You wanna go out, get some more hoes Add another pair of Trues to your wardrobe Go spend it, nigga, that's what it's here for Diamonds in your earlobes, candy with the clear coat Get your dough [Chorus: Payroll Giovanni] But don't complain, my nigga The game is the game, my nigga Fuck a ho, get your change, my nigga Move slow, even in the fast lane, my nigga But don't complain, my nigga The game is the game, my nigga Fuck a ho, get your change, my nigga Move slow, even in the fast lane, my nigga