Out the Game lyrics
by Payroll Giovanni
[Chorus: Doughboy Clay]
Real n*ggas out the game
I pray I make it out the game
I pray I make it out the game
I pray I make it out the game
[Verse 1: Big Quis]
I'm always 20 deep, when I perform and do my job
'Cause I remember faces, all the n*ggas I done robbed
I pray the bag gon' make it, my new plug just threw [?]
I'm taking too many losses, I'm having arguments with God
Dear my hevinly father, are you listening to me clearly?
I told you keep my n*ggas safe, don't act like you ain't hear me
Every time I think about my n*gga Roc, my eyes get teary
I got 20 on whoever, I keep it on me in my Amiris
Can't lose no more of my people, so I'm trailing right behind Fresh
Got a Bust Down Roley, still ain't did no major time yet
All the dirt I did, I'm having nightmares, I can't find rest
Soon as I make this [?] play, I'm moving west for [?]
[Chorus: Doughboy Clay]
Real n*ggas out the game
I pray I make it out the game
I pray I make it out the game
I pray I make it out the game
[Verse 2: Payroll Giovanni]
Posted in a hotel, in the middle of a heavy boe sale
With some outa towners I don't know well
40 and my mind clear, in case this sh*t don't go well
Daughter calling my phone, upset she got the voicemail
Gotta make it home to my kids, I'm [?]
Alone in my Benz, I used to chase this life as a kid
Now I'm grown, and it seem like the weakest sh*t
Cause I done lost n*ggas, that's the sh*t to a piece of sh*t
Lazy n*ggas always want some kind of peace and sh*t
You'll rest in peace, before you ever get a piece of this
By the way they move, I can tell they ain't seeing chips
[?] real one [?] this sh*t
[Chorus: Doughboy Clay]
Real n*ggas out the game
I pray I make it out the game
I pray I make it out the game
I pray I make it out the game