Lyrics D Smoke – The Game
Text:
Hello, Smoke
We are visitors from beyond
We are here to conduct a study (Study)
To explore what your species has to offer
Please hold on, these niggas act no different, they just want the game
Please hold on, these niggas act no different, they just want the game
Uh, listen
The game is to be sold, not told
Say ooh, ooh, they want that glitter, not gold
Way too few pick of the litter that’s willing to go gorilla
They get cocky when it’s rocky on that ASAP road
No shortcuts unless you want short checks
Quitters worry ’bout what mission they gon’ abort next
Winners hurry out the house with vision, they sights set
Igniting the fire, no telling who they gon’ light next, despite checks
Being contingent on whether or not your engine combustion causes the pistons to rumble
If not, you catching a bus to your destination
Even with preparation
Sometimes my overestimation left a nigga waitin’
That’s the game
Please hold on, these niggas act no different, they just want the game
Please hold on, these niggas act no different, they just want the game
With no further delay, I’m servin’ ’em
The ball is in my court, handle like Mr. Irving ‘nem
Candlelit bandit, fanning my flame with a salmon sandwich
Some ranch, and a Canon camera to capture the hurdle, I’m
Leaping over, my seat is cold, I ain’t rested in a week or months
And doing far better than keeping up
And speaking of heating up
Seeing ’em peeking, she vegan, swallowing meat, and I’m
A little confused
She wasn’t cute, well, now she little obtuse
I got her open, now she soaking
Five dollar bet says she could throat it all, and now she choking
I told her shoot her shot again tomorrow, not DeRozan
Want it all in her fallopian
Tubes, plus her boobs just sit right
But her friend ain’t pretty, look like she been in a fistfight
But again, ain’t really concerned with her
‘Cause the both of us came to Earth
To find a little Western comfort and a good night
What it look like?
