The game is to be sold, not to be told
Remember waiting for the bus until my hands and feet froze
Now your favorite jeweler, keep my neck and wrist froze
I'm standing on business, I'm talking all ten toes
The game is to be sold, not to be told
Remember waiting for the bus until my hands and feet froze
Now your favorite jeweler, keep my neck and wrist froze
I'm standing on business, I'm talking all ten toes
Duffle bag boy bout a dolla nothing more
I've been counting all day, pockets on swole
Way too player to be chasing after hoes (no way)
Type shit, I be chasing after dough (yea)
Till I touch a million, I'ma still feel poor (yea)
Type of nigga still eat noodles off the stove
And I drop a car note just to sip on a four
Mini mansion on my neck, I'm on like chain number four
I'm standing on that, Sig in my lap
Seventeen of em, make sure I hit his hat
Baby Eli at the crib (son son) gotta make it back (on the way)
I got big shoes to fill, nigga that's word to Shaq (Diesel)
The game is to be sold, not to be told
Remember waiting for the bus until my hands and feet froze
Now your favorite jeweler, keep my neck and wrist froze
I'm standing on business, I'm talking all ten toes
The game is to be sold, not to be told
Remember waiting for the bus until my hands and feet froze
Now your favorite jeweler, keep my neck and wrist froze
I'm standing on business, I'm talking all ten toes