got my game on lock

i gotta quit i just spit I'm going legit i call it how i see it and i see shit. big now let's figure out what life's about it's making moves and kicking grooves and being the best mc that i can be i pull out the Smith and Wesson put as bullet in your chest and leave a hole than smoke a bowl of that bubonic chronic blowing smoke from my toke right into your face i keep pace with the race and the race is on got my game in lock so don't you drop got my name on the scene pulling in all the green and it is all mine this is my time i show out for the honey's nine playboy bunnies with all the money's for me you see i ain't free but maybe i oughta be but I'm not i got caught just got out the pen bid around 10 but only did five at least I'm still alive i got the drive to be the one and only from being lonely to having it all just having a ball I'm winning the war going for more i just bust on through it's just what i do to keep in this game i play it's time for game i say I'm not going to be done i will never run from my mind and i find that my sick rhyme will take you there take you anywhere you wanna go so don't hate me cause you ain't me but love me cause there is no one above me