2 Sides Of The Game
Lecrae"2 Sides Of The Game" is a song by Lecrae, released in 2018 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:57 long and contains 112 lines and 645 words.
0:03Waka
0:06Lecrae flocka flame lecrae flocka flame
0:11You know
0:14Ayy man be careful who you listen
0:15And where you get your game from lil' homie
0:18Some folks will send you up the road
0:19Just send you up the river with no
0:21Guidance you know what I mean
0:22They only gon' give you one side of
0:24The game they ain't
0:25You get rich off of d**e if you let them tell it
0:28Get a scale and a boat weigh it up and sell it
0:31They got rich off of kush if you let them tell it
0:35Flex
0:35But it's two sides to the game
0:36And they ain't gon' tell it
0:38They gon' make it seem like
0:39That lil' money worth your freedom
0:41On God
0:41They'll have you sitting in
0:42The box with family you can't see 'em
0:44'Cause they ain't tell you
0:45'Bout informants and indictments
0:47They just make itlook enticing
0:49Showing big racks and diamonds
0:50Ayy what up to Soup and them
0:52J in the Lou and them
0:54Nene and J in the D I used to fool with them
0:57My uncle was moving the D
0:59With the Pirus and 'em
1:00Me I just wanted to be him
1:02Then I could cop me a BM
1:04Told me the right way to pitch it
1:05Told me beware of the snitches
1:07Thought he had figured it out
1:08But I was there when he got sentenced
1:10Left the babies with the BM
1:12He don't ever get to see 'em
1:13Kalif Browder for a season
1:15I'm writing letters tryna free 'em
1:16CO's was breaking 'em down
1:18Roaches and rats on the ground
1:20Partners were nowhere around
1:21But yet he the man of the town
1:23D**e man d**e man d**e man
1:24Don't tell don't tell
1:26Never hug his kids again
1:28The prosecutors don't care
1:29You get rich off of d**e
1:31If you let them tell it
1:32Flocka
1:33Get a scale and a boat
1:34Weigh it up and sell it
1:35Bow bow
1:36They got rich off of kush
1:37If you let them tell it
1:39Swerve
1:39But it's two sides to the game
1:41And they ain't gon' tell it
1:42They gon' make it seem like
1:44That lil' money worth your freedom
1:45On God
1:46They'll have you sitting in
1:47The box with family you can't see 'em
1:48You Know
1:49'Cause they ain't tell you
1:50'Bout informants and indictments
1:52They just make itlook enticing
1:53Showing big racks and diamonds
1:55What up with digs and 'em
1:56What up with tang and 'em
1:58Had all them chains on 'em
2:00And then they got chains on 'em
2:01Had partners they swore they were real
2:03A lot of 'em changed on them
2:04And don't act the same with them
2:06Ain't droppin' change on them
2:08You in the yard with some killers
2:10He in the house with the fam
2:11He took the block and just ran
2:13That's just part of the game
2:14Best friend hugging your dame
2:16He throwin' dirt on your name
2:18He put the word in the hood
2:19That you took the stand like a lame
2:21A thousand eight grams get you 32 bands
2:24Or 32 years with some cell mate fans
2:28Ballin' back home and you can't find your mans
2:31Now you in the cell prayin' that his gun jam
2:34Flocka
2:34You get rich off of d**e
2:35If you let them tell it
2:37You know
2:37Get a scale and a boat
2:39Weigh it up and sell it
2:40Bow bow
2:41They got rich off of kush
2:42If you let them tell it
2:43Swerve
2:44But it's two sides to the game
2:45And they ain't gon' tell it
2:46Won't tell
2:47They gon' make it seem like
2:48That lil' money worth your freedom
2:49On God
2:50They'll have you sitting in
2:51The box with family you can't see 'em
2:53You Know
2:53'Cause they ain't tell you
2:54'Bout informants and indictments
2:56They just make itlook enticing
2:57Showing big racks and diamonds diamonds
Waka Lecrae flocka flame lecrae flocka flame You know Ayy man be careful who you listen And where you get your game from lil' homie Some folks will send you up the road Just send you up the river with no Guidance you know what I mean They only gon' give you one side of The game they ain't You get rich off of d**e if you let them tell it Get a scale and a boat weigh it up and sell it They got rich off of kush if you let them tell it Flex But it's two sides to the game And they ain't gon' tell it They gon' make it seem like That lil' money worth your freedom On God They'll have you sitting in The box with family you can't see 'em 'Cause they ain't tell you 'Bout informants and indictments They just make itlook enticing Showing big racks and diamonds Ayy what up to Soup and them J in the Lou and them Nene and J in the D I used to fool with them My uncle was moving the D With the Pirus and 'em Me I just wanted to be him Then I could cop me a BM Told me the right way to pitch it Told me beware of the snitches Thought he had figured it out But I was there when he got sentenced Left the babies with the BM He don't ever get to see 'em Kalif Browder for a season I'm writing letters tryna free 'em CO's was breaking 'em down Roaches and rats on the ground Partners were nowhere around But yet he the man of the town D**e man d**e man d**e man Don't tell don't tell Never hug his kids again The prosecutors don't care You get rich off of d**e If you let them tell it Flocka Get a scale and a boat Weigh it up and sell it Bow bow They got rich off of kush If you let them tell it Swerve But it's two sides to the game And they ain't gon' tell it They gon' make it seem like That lil' money worth your freedom On God They'll have you sitting in The box with family you can't see 'em You Know 'Cause they ain't tell you 'Bout informants and indictments They just make itlook enticing Showing big racks and diamonds What up with digs and 'em What up with tang and 'em Had all them chains on 'em And then they got chains on 'em Had partners they swore they were real A lot of 'em changed on them And don't act the same with them Ain't droppin' change on them You in the yard with some killers He in the house with the fam He took the block and just ran That's just part of the game Best friend hugging your dame He throwin' dirt on your name He put the word in the hood That you took the stand like a lame A thousand eight grams get you 32 bands Or 32 years with some cell mate fans Ballin' back home and you can't find your mans Now you in the cell prayin' that his gun jam Flocka You get rich off of d**e If you let them tell it You know Get a scale and a boat Weigh it up and sell it Bow bow They got rich off of kush If you let them tell it Swerve But it's two sides to the game And they ain't gon' tell it Won't tell They gon' make it seem like That lil' money worth your freedom On God They'll have you sitting in The box with family you can't see 'em You Know 'Cause they ain't tell you 'Bout informants and indictments They just make itlook enticing Showing big racks and diamonds diamonds
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