The Game (feat. Prettyboy) - Kray

Delima pull up,delima pull up,delima pull up If you wanna pull up,and if you wan to pull up Better make you shoot us, And if you gonna shoot us,better make you kill us Because all ma man dey there,all my man dey there, And if the get missing,you too get missing you ask when you see me Cos all my man ready, all my man ready! And it could get messy, shit could get messy! You answer when you see me cos me no write message My nigga get luger, my nigga get machete Bros na beg I beg o, bros na beg i beg o Focused on me bread, me no want trouble for me head o Coming from Las Gidi wey the heat e be like hell o Only man I fear is when Im looking in the mirror Bros na beg I beg o, bros na beg i beg o Focused on me bread, me no want trouble for me head o Coming from Las Gidi wet the heat e be like hell o Only man I fear is when Im looking in the mirror Niggas funny like Akporororo Spending money on Ogogororo You never see me with Olololosho Hustle hard i gotta make my own doe You know that man'a killer, know that man a killer Coming through your speaker from las gidi to marina Mayne i put am on my momma, bros you'll never have the liver! Why you wanna hate man? Can't a young nigga get a break man? Everyday popo just dey chase me Just a nigga trynna eat man Say they wanna pull up? Pussy nigga hold up Saying it right now ban chi a man swole up Ok can we roll up Ready like a rollout Looking super sweet, I know your body can soak up Ok now Tupula tupula, when I pull up and you know that we arrived All my life I've been the one they told you never not to try Franka Muller when i dribble and i shoot you its on sight Will you please give me the light Bros na beg I beg o, bros na beg i beg o Focused on me bread, me no want trouble for me head o Nigga wanna test, thats when i show you what I'm made of Only man I fear is when Im looking in the mirror Bros na beg I beg o, bros na beg i beg o Focused on me bread, me no want trouble for me head o Coming from Las Gidi wet the heat e be like hell o Only man I fear is when Im looking in the mirror Say na Prettyboy PrettyBoy Pull up in a porsche Even when no money dey still fly like Harry Potter All this boys dey too dey yarn, they talk just like reporters Say my uncle meekly told me haters never prosper Me no wanna hear pim pin Big man when i move, bim him! Wake up then i sip my lipton Fine girl she want the big tin Me no wanna hear pim pin Big man when i move, bim him! Wake up then i sip my lipton Fine girl she want the big tin Tell a man cool off tell a man cool off Tell a man pull up if he wanna pull up And if you wanna pull up, better make you shoot us And if you're gonna shoot us, better make you kill us Say they wanna pull up? Pussy nigga hold up Saying it right now ban chi a man swole up Ok can we roll up Ready like a rollout Looking super sweet, I know your body can soak up

I know what you want Tell me, is this love? We can fall in lust But that's never enough Would you be my boy? My pretty, pretty boy? Would you be my boy? My pretty, pretty boy? I know you're hoping that I'll move in closer Just ask me nicely from your knees Politely begging me to come on over You look so cute when you say please I'm not gonna lie, you don't look like the type of guy Who likes to kiss all of the girls then fuck 'em up and make 'em cry So just unwrap me like I'm candy, like there's a surprise inside And after just one lick you're an addict and begging to be mine Pretty, pretty boy Look, there's no need to be coy! We both know what happens next Since you've been dreaming 'bout my hands around your neck Pretty, pretty boy Take a seat relax enjoy You'll get what you bargained for Maybe a little more, so whatcha waiting for? Come here pretty boy Why are you trembling? Why are you crying? Oh, please stop being such a tease Just wear your mouth the way you know I like it I like you best when you can't breathe Pretty, pretty boy Look, there's no need to be coy! We both know what happens next Since you've been dreaming 'bout my hands around your neck Pretty, pretty boy Take a seat relax enjoy You'll get what you bargained for Maybe a little more, so whatcha waiting for? Come here pretty boy I know what you want Tell me, is this love? We can fall in lust But that's never enough Would you be my boy? My pretty, pretty boy? Would you be my boy? My pretty, pretty boy? Come here pretty boy

Alright. Yeah Kelsey. Yeah Yeah. Alright This all a journey We gon travel down this long road I been thinking what it's gon be like when it's all gone We all too comfortable in the place that we call home To take a risk and go after like what we all want I know that time flies Moments they fly by Just go and get it Don't be watching from the sidelines Working harder than ever I know this my time If you want it You know it's real You gone shine bright Yeah Life will point you in directions Keep walking down the road Which ever way you gon accept it And don't ever think to look back Look forward don't regret shit I'm only here to open ears and spread the message I don't owe you nothing, yeah Like whatchu mean Nah. I don't owe you nothing, yeah I speak the truth there ain't no lies no fronting, yeah Pray on my downfall I love it, yeah I love it when they never believe These people take and then they take They never give but receive A toxic circle never rounding back 360 degrees It doesn't take a lot to support All your friends and they dreams Most people's hearts full of greed, yeah (Yeah) Life will point you in directions Keep walking down the road Which ever way you gon accept it Don't ever think to look back Look forward don't regret shit I'm only here to open ears and spread the message

Relax your mind, let your conscience feel free You're now fuckin' with Hit-Boy and G-A-M-E It's Dolla $ign in this motherfucker (Dolla $ign) Wrist nigga, big tipper, quarter mill', my wrist, nigga It's the Numinati (bitches) move your body (this is) The newest Audi, gassin' on the shore next to Snoop and Roddy (Niggas) movin' oppy, so we in the coupe with shawties And my nigga Ye just pulled up in two Bugattis Don't ask me how these Hit-Boy classics sound Put the Draco on my face, you can't back me down Soon as the bass drop, asses bounce And bitches just like the blunts, they get passed around Give me the chronic or the cookies, the woods gon' spark to it Niggas tryna ride our wave, we bringin' the sharks to it Where my dawgs at? Glocks gon' bang in the dark to it Brought the Westside back, C-walk in the park to it Game mode, 'bout to change my name to 3Pacs, nigga I'm like three Pacs steppin' in classic Reeboks, nigga We shoot 'til it's empty, then we box niggas It's like an R hangin' from your neck when we Roc niggas Don't change the game for these hoes Plays the game like we's supposed Ty Dolla in this bitch And we high, we ride in that Impala with the clips Don't change the game for these hoes Plays the game like we's supposed Hurricane in the house, nigga Switch hitter, brick flipper, bitch getter, nigga Still here, never left Bandana on my right, Nip tatted on my chest Feel the Hit-Boy drums when they drummin' on the West Chronic smoke in her lungs, got her rubbin' on her breasts What's next? Pourin' champagne on the rose 'Bout to fuck her in the rain 'til her nipples get cold, uh-huh Numinati, put the ice on the gold Got her livin' out the Birkin 'cause my life on the road Whether in or out of town, I gotta floss the Dezzi Get shot, I tell the block, "All dogs go to heaven" I'm not gon' stop, them tops is gon' drop The opps is gon' rot, them guns is gon' pop Been rich for twenty years, this is not your level Wanna show 'em the Hellcat, I just shot the devil, uh Drillmatic up and the bars comin' from Attica I stopped smoking weed and I'm goin' back to Africa Don't change the game for these hoes Plays the game like we's supposed Ty Dolla in this bitch And we high, we ride in that Impala with the clips Don't change the game for these hoes Plays the game like we's supposed Hurricane in the house, nigga Switch hitter, brick flipper, bitch getter, nigga