The Game - It Must Be Tough lyrics

[Intro] DJ Ski! The Game California Republic mixtape Long await, droppin Thursday, b**h! {DJ Ski...} [Chorus: Pharrell] It must be tough Seein yo' boy doin the same sh** Ridin around in things you can't get With the window down, puffin like it ain't sh**... It must be tough; it must be tough... Seein the glare from my chain and wrist Me and 20 goons lookin dangerous E'rybody paid, all doin the same sh**... Countin money n***a Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds [3X] Thousands, thousands (it must be tough) [The Game] It must be tough watchin a n***a ball like Carmelo My cars is all yellow, my broads is all yellow What's wrong with y'all fellas? You f**in up my energy Used to be my ace, now you wastin my Hennessy The remedy for haters is crap tables in Vegas That crack ain't gettin it lately, I'm stackin that paper, baby Maybe I should get a maybe, or maybe I should call (Baby) My (Cash Money) is crazy, I crashed up my Mercedes and bought me a Ferrari, the license plates say SORRY The insides safari, the paint job Amari And when the sun hit that b**h, man Bounce off them 24's and land on my wristband You better keep your arm on yo' b**h, man Or you gon be Jamal Crawford - sixth man comin off that bench man And it's a shame man, yo' b**h gon make it rain a bender (Ay, ay, ay) [Chorus] [The Game] I brush them haters off, like f** outta here! Open up my garage, pull that Porsche truck outta there Like f** outta here, I'm up outta here I jump on my hog, throw on that Rough Ryder gear I'm a rider yeah, I'm a roller b**h I might be through with Benzes like here, hold this 6 I get money with the players they duckin and dodgin Feds For my bread, bring the lead, cause I'm sittin on the edge Actin like I don't get it, actin like I don't hustle Actin like I don't Diddy, actin like I don't Russell Then you wonder why I be, actin like I don't trust you If you ain't with me then f** you, next time I see you I cut you How mad was you? Cause last time I hugged you I felt the negative energy n***a I could have snuffed you Bye hater, cause I'm feelin like (Jada) n***a "We Gon' Make It" [repeat 2X] Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds [3X] Thousands, thousands (it must be tough) [Interlude] How many cars we got n***a? (Thousands, thousands) How many cribs we got n***a? (Thousands, thousands) How many hoes we got n***a? (Thousands, thousands) How many times we told y'all? (Thousands, thousands) How many goons we got n***a? (Thousands, thousands) How many guns we got n***a? (Thousands, thousands) How many haters we got n***a? (Thousands, thousands) Damn... it must be tough [Chorus]