Think It's A Game (feat. Vory)

Think It's A Game(feat. Vory) - Meek Mill/Vory

Lyrics by：Robert Williams/Tavoris Hollins

It's too much too much too much yeah

Tell 'em ayy

Girl just leave me in silence

Just got a call from all my

Said they still 'bout it

Closest homie turned his back

We gotta kill 'bout it

Even though it hurt my soul

Act like I don't care about it

This rap

Ain't no cap

I was rich before this rap

A caption

And your said he want action

So he get clapped quick

Around and name that Nina brad pitt

'Cause he an actress and I'm a savage

Huh

Think it's a game until they holdin'

Onto your brains and s**t do you

Ayy

Think it's a game nothin' do you

Think it's a game yeah

My homie turned his back on me

I don't know how to feel about it

'Cause I get deep in my

Feelings and I won't kill 'bout it

'Cause be knowin'

My business and don't be real solid

I got real problems

Made my list for the hoes that flex

Went back and still popped them

Coon been holding this down ten

Went in my will bout' it

Ain't seen my cousin like six

Months but still gon' drill 'bout him

He in those trenches and

I can't act like I don't care 'bout it

This a war

I'm the plug ain't no extension cord

Headshots soon as I spin the block

You sent 'em for

Like you ain't know we stand on opps

Sent 'em to the Lord

Look 'em in they eyes 'til they die

Without no feelings for 'em

Couple M's at 22

Who the f**k is you

You say you got shooters with you

Well I got shooters too

All my missin' screws

All they know is shoot

He a killer but is aim off

So we must recruit

That tryin' me and mob

I'm tyin' boots yeah

They tellin' everything but the truth

Don't need no soldiers talkin' for me baby I'm a troop

Done named my shooter Stephen Curry

All he know is shoot yeah

I'm talkin' close range

Say your out here wildin'

We on the same thing yeah

We on the same thing

His pain is my pain we got the same pain

Glock 40 help me sleep better

Know where you live know where I live

So we could creep better

Go get your gun

I make my gun turn you to three letters

And have your soul forever rest in peace

No we better than that

New berettas and MACs

New vendettas attached

And we can't never get back

Now you can never relax

You gotta forever be strapped

In the valleys of the shadows of death

Will the reaper be regained

We never pressed to play them

Clubs on the weekend

'Cause that's gon' lead us only

Thuggin' and beefin' with some

Lil' that's beneath us

Probably ain't even eatin' that's lose-lose

We kill ten of y'all we ain't even either

You jealous jealous

Just got a call from all my

Said they still 'bout it

Closest homie turned his back

We gotta kill 'bout it

Even though it hurt my soul

Act like I don't care about it

This rap

Ain't no cap

I was rich before this rap

A caption

And your said he want action

So he get clapped quick

Around and name that brad pitt

'Cause he an actress and I'm a savage

Hmm

Think it's a game until they

Holdin' onto your brains and do you

Ayy

Think it's a game nothin' do you

Think it's a game yeah