im addicted to the game

im addicted to the game im addicted to the money im addicted to bitches but bitches cant take it from me im addicted to the drugs um a victom of the street i be sleepin wit my pistol cuz they wanna see me bleedn gotta be the center of attention dont mention that shit again or you can see me wit sig fighting over shit that i did im my own worst enemy the darkness harnessed the energy you faken dont pretend to be this ain't what it was ment to be you sorry cant get simpithy louder than the symphony but you can't get no s*** from me blowing morning Christmas tree your baby mama missing me like you be missing teeth and remember g there aint no bitch in me black mask my gloves on the sounds of a lick my love song we can go to war my gloves off i was built for the shit we dont come soft tried to get the lick back take a dumb loss and we all keep a pistol fuck a gun law the only thing we no is come hard commit to the shit in the front yard im going all in i need one card aint doing no favors so run Forest