Games Lyrics

No one's going to help me get out of this rut

Ain't faking ain't doing me such

How I'm gone make it ain't saying too much

Cut off my bro he playing too much

I don't need no one keep telling myself

Need to buy me a crib put it under my belt

Talk about grips that he ain't ever held

They be checking on me 'cause I'm doing real well

I ain't checking on you 'cause I ain't even care

Go and do you we don't even compare

I ain't say nothing just dip thin air

I'm counting now I'm thinking how I got here

I be thinking like how did I loose all my friends

Looking back thinking like what did I spend

I be typing it out but ain't hitting send

Like, I love suspense

I'm sick of the drama it's blowing my shit

Impatient like I'm getting older and shit

Bro he changed, watch him switch

Bro switched up like a bitch

I skrrt' off I had to dip

I need them rackies, need 'em quick

What I'ma do like don't say shit

Like what I'ma need bitch I'ma get

Like I'ma make it on the set

Like I'ma get the fam out debt

Like I might blam so don't you trip

No looking back like burn that bridge

Stay close to the things that make you

Demons around but don't let 'em take you

Like how could I say I hate you

Go ahead look back, I made you

I got to get it done, where I'ma start

I been creeping out in the dark

Life it gave me a cold heart

No one told me it'd be this hard

Fuck it, I can't wait to live large

Kick up, got to go and take charge

Yeah with you I don't want no part

No one helped me that's from the start

Yeah that's from the start

(Yeah that's from the start)

No one's going to help me get out of this rut

Ain't faking ain't doing me such

How I'm gon' make it ain't saying too much

Cut off my bro he playing too much

I don't need no one keep telling myself

Need to buy me a crib put it under my belt

Talk about grips that he ain't ever held

They be checking on me 'cause I'm doing real well

I ain't checking on you 'cause I ain't even care

Go and do you we don't even compare

I ain't say nothing just dip thin air

I'm counting now I'm thinking how I got here

I be thinking like how did I loose all my friends

Looking back thinking like what did I spend

I be typing it out but ain't hitting send

Like, I love suspense