LOVE OF THE GAME

For the love of the game, for the love of the game, for the love of the game, for the love

of the game, for the love of the game, yeah More than, For the X and O's, I need extra

O's, decimals t, keep the weapon close, I can

skip the court You know they love to make a spectacle

Out here chasin' clout, you gon' leave here on a stretcher

Hoe time is money, I can't fit you bums in my schedule

Money over fame, I put the funds up on the pedestal

Can't stomach all the fuck shit, something wrong with his intestinal

Yo fuck your only fans, come put your tongue up on my testicles

Then drop, drop, drop it like it's hot I'm the motherfuckin' bully, I'm a problem

you can't stop Please don't wait until I'm dead for you to

finally give me props Used to cook it up with Kato, had it fried

on the pot Murder everything let the scent death linger

Better close your eyes if you niggas is too squeamish

Niggas throwin' up, they set, pull out, twistin' a few fingers

I'm just here to set the tone, like I'm pickin' a new ringer

For the love of the game, For the love of the game

For the love of the game, For the love of the game

For the love of the game

Everyone a killer if you push em' to they limit I'm a wild out, never see me act timid

I come from the era where the rappers wear fitteds

Nowadays, everybody is a comment critic Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you

Caught the balance off the beam, gettin' loose We in the jungle, I just put it in the juice

Doin' business in my skinny's, fuck a suite I might dick her down if she act right

Might've been an outlaw in a past life In a limousine, gettin' blown like a bagpipe

I'ma send her to the guillotine if the bitch bite

Fist fight, no, the ball don't lie Six-foot-one, feelin' nine-foot-five

Dumpin' salt in my wounds would just season my fries

Ryan, why you do it after all this time?

For the Love of the Game

For the Love of the Game

For the Love of the Game

For the Love of the Game

For the Love of the Game