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The Game Video (MV)




Performed By: Denzel Curry
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: Denzel Curry, Ernest Brown III




Denzel Curry - The Game Lyrics
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Before you judge do your research, nigga, we hurt
Before I even think about us, I think of me first
The street had only brought me ether and random outburst
I told the hood that I'ma come back, just get me out first
And niggas quick to call me sell out, when I'm on the outskirts
Want to know on how I got there, I put in hard work
I know you wanna get this money, you gotta be smart first
Pay attention, write this shit down, and repeat my verse
I don't f*ck with people that ain't on the same time
Too lazy to wanna make dimes, then wanna take mine
When it comes to f*cking with dimes, you need to peep signs
Pussy over money online? Then nigga, you blind
Find yourself paying for shit, because she too fine
If you wasn't making a cent, you getting denied
If you see she independent and have a good vibe
That's the one you better stick with and keep on your side

The game, the game, the game, the game
The game, the game, the game, the game
These niggas out here screamin' that they gang, gang, gang
Be the same niggas f*ckin' up the game, game, game
The game, the game, the game, the game
The game, the game, the game, the game
These niggas out here screamin' that they gang, gang, gang
Be the same niggas f*ckin' up the game, game, game

Seen a lot of brothers f*cked up, seen some friends die
'Cause you walked away from a fight don't mean that you pie
I don't got a problem with all these other new guys
Even find myself bumping 'bout just a few guys
Doing all this industry shit, I start to realize
We looking up the junkies and shit, then mimic they lives
Niggas go and get the some new tats, wear the same chains
Gucci, Prada, Fendi, you all wear the same thang
Niggas f*cking on the same bitch that you call main
Now I gotta roast you slow mane, like it was lo mein
If you said I came for your head, I guess I'm Rogaine
All of y'all like layover flights, y'all niggas too plain
You don't need to brag or dress up when all your shit flame
Sabotaging other black men, bruh, all that shit lame
I got love for Megan but also got love for Noname
And I won't stop speaking to y'all until I change

The game, the game, the game, the game
The game, the game, the game, the game
These niggas out here screamin' that they gang, gang, gang
Be the same niggas f*ckin' up the game, game, game
The game, the game, the game, the game
The game, the game, the game, the game
These niggas out here screamin' that they gang, gang, gang
Be the same niggas f*ckin' up the game, game, game

By the way
This ain't a motherf*cking, diss
This the motherf*cking, truth
Bitch
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Before you judge do your research, nigga, we hurt
Before I even think about us, I think of me first
The street had only brought me ether and random outburst
I told the hood that I'ma come back, just get me out first
And niggas quick to call me sell out, when I'm on the outskirts
Want to know on how I got there, I put in hard work
I know you wanna get this money, you gotta be smart first
Pay attention, write this shit down, and repeat my verse
I don't f*ck with people that ain't on the same time
Too lazy to wanna make dimes, then wanna take mine
When it comes to f*cking with dimes, you need to peep signs
Pussy over money online? Then nigga, you blind
Find yourself paying for shit, because she too fine
If you wasn't making a cent, you getting denied
If you see she independent and have a good vibe
That's the one you better stick with and keep on your side

The game, the game, the game, the game
The game, the game, the game, the game
These niggas out here screamin' that they gang, gang, gang
Be the same niggas f*ckin' up the game, game, game
The game, the game, the game, the game
The game, the game, the game, the game
These niggas out here screamin' that they gang, gang, gang
Be the same niggas f*ckin' up the game, game, game

Seen a lot of brothers f*cked up, seen some friends die
'Cause you walked away from a fight don't mean that you pie
I don't got a problem with all these other new guys
Even find myself bumping 'bout just a few guys
Doing all this industry shit, I start to realize
We looking up the junkies and shit, then mimic they lives
Niggas go and get the some new tats, wear the same chains
Gucci, Prada, Fendi, you all wear the same thang
Niggas f*cking on the same bitch that you call main
Now I gotta roast you slow mane, like it was lo mein
If you said I came for your head, I guess I'm Rogaine
All of y'all like layover flights, y'all niggas too plain
You don't need to brag or dress up when all your shit flame
Sabotaging other black men, bruh, all that shit lame
I got love for Megan but also got love for Noname
And I won't stop speaking to y'all until I change

The game, the game, the game, the game
The game, the game, the game, the game
These niggas out here screamin' that they gang, gang, gang
Be the same niggas f*ckin' up the game, game, game
The game, the game, the game, the game
The game, the game, the game, the game
These niggas out here screamin' that they gang, gang, gang
Be the same niggas f*ckin' up the game, game, game

By the way
This ain't a motherf*cking, diss
This the motherf*cking, truth
Bitch
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Writer: Denzel Curry, Ernest Brown III
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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