Mic C. Craz - Game Different Lyrics

My momma said make the most outta your situation
Nas said the world is yours don't need no invitation
Back in Norfolk, my school days we gain't have visitation
So I had to sketch a plan this be my illustration
Like Meek Mill I prayed for times like this
Tryna do all that i can In the time that I get
Cashing out my two cents in every rhyme that I spit
And hopefully i get a check after I make this s*** a hit, but look
Mic C. CraZ I be riding up n down 280
On my grind like all the time I do this on the daily
Corner pocket pick the ball just like I'm Champ bailey
This s*** foreal this ain't for show so please don't try & play me
Can't make you listen
Or see the vision
You see me shining u gone feel what you been missing
You the type to lose in 2k say the game glitching
I know it's hard to stay real when this game glitching
Catch me in that Grand Cherokee dog I'm lane switching
She slide with me she pass on u she said mine hang different
She say all you do is ball I guess I game different
Well why you playin with it
I get a bag and put that s*** into another
Gotta make sure that I'm eating that's for me and all my brothers
Where you stay, who yo people we ain't worried bout no colors
Please don't take me for a fool
School yo a** in time for summer
Drip too hard like I'm Baby or I'm Gunna
In the bay with it so you know I'm going dumber
I don't play wit it, I'mma run all the numbers
Open up a can a whoop ass like I'm stone cold stunna
Asking all them questions making statements and assuming
Imma drop my chronic and go back to producing
Looking for a handout all you good for is consuming is you with it or not
Man everybody been confusing but look
I don't really think you get the memo
Ouuu I think she like me I don't get out in the friend zone
Imma get into her cheeks in the backseat of this Benzo
I own s***, you switching rentals Another two four I thank God that I eight
Push on the curve and i coast on the straight
Hopping over hurdles man my stride you can't Break
I three step in between fall behind now you late
Looking at my life I think it's time for mine to glow up
I don't gang bang but the V is what I throw up
Only sip champagne cause I'm bougie with the pour up
Either way you look at that s*** man it's finna have you tore up
Made peace with my past so it won't disturb my present
Wallet so fat, man that shit look pregnant
Gotta make this money baby
Gotta make this money baby
Straight face, nothin funny lately
On your own in this world
Ain't nobody gone send for you
If they hating on genes watch for when they try hymning you
You ever got a text but they ain't check the person they sent it to?
Talking s*** but they ain't peeped it sent to you
Remember nights I used to sleep on a futon
Recording Cash gotta put the whole group on
Can't save everybody this ain't Groupon
Ain't worried about what you on
Up every mornin with my eye on the prize
Open up my book, read a word from the wise
I done seen it all I'm the one you can't surprise and I'm
Sticking to my guns like a fat b**** thighs I'm like
Up every mornin with my eye on the prize
Open up my book, read a word from the wise
I done seen it all I'm the one you can't surprise and I'm
Sticking to my guns like a fat b**** thighs I'm like
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