If the game ain't stoppin', then why are you?
We ain't tryna get fired, homie, we fireproof
This ain't nothin', yeah, this ain't nothin' I'm tryna lose
'Cause it's a cold man's world and I'm a cold man for sure
If the game ain't stoppin', then why are you?
We ain't tryna get fired, homie, we fireproof
This ain't nothin', yeah, this ain't nothin' I'm tryna lose
'Cause it's a cold man's world and I'm a cold man for sure
Aww, it's the music
Aww, it's the music
If you askin' 'round town, girl, that's what made me do it
And now you lookin' foolish, talkin' shit wit' yo' newest
While we up in this studio sayin' "Let's do this"
I'ma make it (aww), I'ma make it
Small town kid, big dreams of gettin' famous
I hear 'em whippin' down these streets bumpin' to my latest
Two finga's to the ones who said I'm not the greatest
They put me on their playlist, they put me on their A-list
They put me on, they put me on, dog, I'm always playin'
Do you feel the movement? This is real-ass music
Crazy ass kid under the influence, look at me
Look at me with my hoopty in the street
And my homies riding with me, freestyle backseat
Hit the floor, I'm the king, this is war
No regime, automatic, systematic
Undefeated in the ring
If the game ain't stoppin', then why are you?
We ain't tryna get fired, homie, we fireproof
This ain't nothin', yeah, this ain't nothin' I'm tryna lose
'Cause it's a cold man's world and I'm a cold man for sure
If the game ain't stoppin', then why are you?
We ain't tryna get fired, homie, we fireproof
This ain't nothin', yeah, this ain't nothin' I'm tryna lose
'Cause it's a cold man's world and I'm a cold man for sure
Tell me where to go, tell me what to believe
Guess it doesn't matter though, 'cause it's all up to me
And my heart's still beating at the end of my sleeve
And my mind's always open, still somethin' that you can't read
It's the music, all my homies bumpin' to it (it-it’s—)
Like I ain’t gotta tell 'em, they already knew it
Had a dream, you the king, now you tryna pursue it
Made a paper plane and flew it, now you flyin' into it
Got my head in the clouds and my feet on the ground
So I apologize if I got my volume too loud
I ain't foldin', nah, ain't nothin' holdin' me down
Homie you want this, homie I got this
Homie I run this from the C.L. to C.P.
This shit's too easy (yeah)
I'm waitin', they hatin'
And I don't think they'll ever stop rockin' to me
'Cause ain't nothin' stoppin' me
If the game ain't stoppin', then why are you?
We ain't tryna get fired, homie, we fireproof
This ain't nothin', yeah, this ain't nothin' I'm tryna lose
'Cause it's a cold man's world and I'm a cold man for sure
If the game ain't stoppin', then why are you?
We ain't tryna get fired, homie, we fireproof
This ain't nothin', yeah, this ain't nothin' I'm tryna lose
'Cause it's a cold man's world and I'm a cold man fasho
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