AdoTheGod - CA$HIER lyrics

[Verse 1: Legendary $kib] Turn me up in the headphones a lil' bit The Game Is Mine, n***a Man, these n***as ain't f**ing with me, they never can and never will I've been the man since the sandbox, watching Sandlot making my own rules The Game Is Mine! sh**, I'm old school You cannot compare me to these new n***as I am not, nothing like these new n***as I fear that you get me misconstrued, so I rap to the old school beats Bringing new school heat with my brother Geeta G Different mothers but we both sons to the game Yeah, our father's the same, never f**ing with you lames I could never understand how you sell out for a little piece of fame Diamond rings, and a couple gold chains The ignorance is strange! sh**, but how can I complain when I know my Little brother feels a pain that I can't even explain Laying in that hospital bed and getting rolled around in that wheelchair sh** ain't fair! If anyone should've been there, I know it should've been me I know he wouldn't agree, but that's just how I feel And sh**'s been real ever since The time spent, separated myself constant from nonsense the concentration mind flips Ignorance to educated, deep thoughts of sober thinking, but I do get faded, nevertheless Disrespectful sh**, I will not take it Second guess, and you will not make it and that's an understatement You can underline or over-think it Little n***a with a mastermind keeping one eye open, call me Plankton The Game Is Ours! I'm here for the taking We only came for the Benjamin Franklins, sh** sweet, cinnamon flavored King seat, head of the table, meetings at the end of the day Making sure the ends meet at the end of the day I gain it all just to give it away To save face we say grace before we feast on the prey That's the beauty and the beast turned predator Compared to his competitors, there is no comparison Done with you lames and you characters, Acting out of character f** around and get wrote out the script Sidewalk n***as talking street sh** but never foot on the cement My life ain't no fairy tale, this sh** is very real I'm dodging jail cells and cemeteries, I'm low key I Never f** with the police, so show me what these n***as really talking 'bout Geeta G, Kick these n***as in they f**ing mouth! [Verse 2: Geeta House] I was Born in August, way too early to see pops leave, no wonder I was born Fallin' But this the come-up, I tell moms everyday we're gonna' shine when her son is up I gotta grind, We're the new comers coming for commas They wanna' shun us, pull us under And blame it on the greed but they can't Big Pun us Trying to rap with your eyes on a deal Is like trying to eat with your eyes on your meal Me, I keep my eyes on the millz, staying meek Slaying beats so I can feast with my peeps I'm a k**er when I speak, I would call you beef But you're really just veal! ill, I pick you out my teeth My brothers are lil' dirty n***as from the grill so they got to floss Try to cross and we'll find you like the Holocaust It's genocide when these n***as ride Wash the blood off your hands when its dinner time Sit at the table, saying "thank you" to the most high For keeping you safe from most guys thinking you Chocha Eager to get you wet like coasters And I broke ties with n***as with closed eyes cause they'll pull under Imagine letting Stevie Wonder drive! It's suicide and where I'm from its "Do or Die" I'm just a raisin in the sun spitting Cajun from the tongue Any day I'm not working is time wasted I'm just a young n***a tryna' make it, grinding from the basement Until I'm acquainted with sky-scraping suites and bank account statements Living dangerous! Chains and whips could never compensate for the slave ships So we mastermind until they feel your anguish (until they feel your anguish) They try to wipe we down when I act an an*s, cause talking sh** only leads to the angus n***as will brainlessly aim at your frame and stain you with the stainless Man, I just hope it's painless I'm the same ol' G and I'm growing so anxious to gain a sense of vanquish To be the anchor, put moms on acres, garage with a Range and a motherf**ing Vanquish I'm down to make it as long as it makes sense To be a made man, this sh** takes a lot of maintenance But can I remain nameless? Cause I don't want to be famous! Thought about parking bullets in my brain because this sh** is only driving be insane! I'm 'bout bills, b**hes begging me to change And that's probably why I'm single to this day Cause I know no other way!