Conspiracy - GAME Lyrics

I'm loyal to my set like Will loyal to Jada
I got this handheld but it's backed by a kayta
Got it brand new, now it's dirty a little
That light on the bottom with the beam in the middle
Tryna test nuts, boy that's silly I'd rather focus on my paper though to keep it a milli
Bettering my health bust downs everyday
Organic vegetables with this ribeye steak
I know these hoes jockin' they know that we poppin'
But bitch you better stop it unless money is an option
Knock it all down just to start from scratch
Boss moves take a loss and never look back
Burning premium in this V8
Bitch I'm a soldier but not the type to end up in the VA
I'm from the hood so I really came a long way
Jet skis at the lake on a hot day Peel the shirt off, it's machine on track
If lil' mama got cake run machine from the back
In that 5.0 heavy foot on that gas throttle
Whiskey on the rocks, yeah from the good bottle
No chase unless police chase Never say a word, get a lawyer for the case
Gotta be smart when you deal with an enemy
Watch for them cameras cause they record everything
Let them suckers hate, just let them be
Focus on your bag, lil' homie always keep a G
Passin' on the game that was passed on to me
Heard they stocking IG, give em' somethin' to see
Practice good principles and morals
Stay away from drama
Broke bitches love to test morals
Keep it solid, 360 all the way around
Hoppin' out the whip, flamed up when I hit the town
Get your paper right homie, get your paper right
F*ck these bitches, f*ck the drama Get your paper right
Get your paper right homie, get your paper right
F*ck these bitches, f*ck the drama get your paper right
Get your paper right homie, get your paper right
F*ck these bitches, f*ck the drama get your paper right
Get your paper right homie, get your paper right
F*ck these bitches, f*ck the drama get your paper right