Jordan Frescher - The Game Lyrics

They do it for profit not love
They want the bag they don't want be judged
We worked for it
They don't want to be Us
It took struggle
They don't want to be tough
No awards just celebrity buzz
The clicks-views ain't subscribing to dude
I Might share if it profits me too
Is this the game, what've we gotten into
Holding money to my cheek flash the grill
I got xannys for weeks catch a pill

I got manic depression but rarely stressing
Every case that I beat is another blessing
Baby mamas is lit going live all my drama legit, Homies died, all my tats sayin rip
Spazz and drip, Molasses sippin my eyes is Low my license Iffy I'm riding slow, watch for Them folks
Always had haters, they rising against me, I Take thang with me then ride to the store
Stay on 100 these niggas is lame
Anybody in my way I take Aim
Not for love for love if the fame
It's all about clout when you new in the game
I stayed the same nigga
They don't do it for love. That shit's wild
That shit wild
I do it cuz beats made my timbaland
Had me up my room making beats with pens
Cuz music was always my outlet, the passion Been there from outset
I'll be out next
It's Jordan Frescher
Dying to make it Enormous pressure
But when you got dreams the lord'll bless ya
But you get off track the Lord'll let ya
On to next
Perfecting my shit then I zone
I got to get on with the best
The road'll test ya
But I studied too many years to lose it one Semester
Graduate to maturation
And Then
Salutations Celebration
And then
Continue moving like a student
I know it seems far away but you can do it