Ode to the Game Video (MV)

I grew up and they hate me for it
Like I'm supposed to die young niggas getting extorted
My father always told me you a god and important
Said don't ever hate the player hate the game that we all in
I didn't always get it but I get it, it's foul
F*ck it ima hit this free bee blow a kiss at the crowd
I ain't felt this in a while feel as free as child
Wish my grandparents here come take a look at me now
This ain't that nigga from the high eating on free lunch
Bumping pussy money weed man I don't need much
When the last time we kicked it dog it feel like months
All this money got us distant how it get this f*cked
This my ode to the game, stay with me more the I change
My people still in the rain, they tired of hearing the same
Stay hopeful and just keep praying
With that shit all on ya brain on how you supposed to maintain
Gon make it word to the game

And the kids still crying and starving that's word to Pac
323 in this year alone killed by cops
44 black 72 is white
It's only the Mid of May my nigga I need a light
I think it's time to unite
You heard on me on 2020 you vote for me then they tight
It's time that we see the light
Let me tell what that hunger do
Niggas on the block stressing opps flip a 1 to 2
Coke start to dry up then it's back to selling bundles too
And he got obsessions with ratchets like to keep a few
Ran into the boys he left the work at home but had a tool
He missed 5 birthdays from 17 to like 22
Soon as he got back he broke probation then went back a few
C'mon I thought he a a had view
7 years he could've finished to school and went college
But Clinton took his father he ain't grow up with no knowledge
Another lost soul in the system not forgotten