Game Ain’t The Same

Intro

Uh huh

Maybach music

Officer Ricky on the beat

Yeah

Verse 1

Slangin that weight since the Dade County days

Smuggled dreams through the back doorways

Got two phones both buzzin like a hive

Paper stack tall I'm the reason they survive

Big coupe same color as the ocean sky

Judge gave me a weekend I did a year inside

Ski mask logic in a tailored suit

Only quiet when the money starts to shoot

Hook

Officer Ricky but the badge on the floor

Headed to the bricks through a seventh floor

Yeah the streets owe me that's a fact I keep

Maybach physics every puddle make the deep

Verse 2

Game got cheap everybody sellin formulas

Ring the alarm tell the birds the room is warm

These new n****s print they whole persona

My first flip bought my moms a whole corner

Copycats move like canned food in a pinch

I built my empire off a broken inch

Funny how the game turned to a fashion show

While I still move weight in a monte carlo

Hook

Officer Ricky but the badge on the floor

Headed to the bricks through a seventh floor

Yeah the streets owe me that's a fact I keep

Maybach physics every puddle make the deep

Bridge

Soul records scratchin on a dusty wax

Boom bap heartbeat with a golden axe

Cigar smoke circles in a penthouse oval

Legends only made where the hustle's brutal

Verse 3

Woke up on a Tuesday with a milly on my mind

Two lawyers on retainer both paid on time

Fed the whole block till they call me uncle

Street credibility like a golden bundle

Percolators singin like a jazz quartet

Every check I ever touched has turned to sweat

They can have the spotlight I want the open road

Every scar I ever earned became a heavy load

Hook

Officer Ricky but the badge on the floor

Headed to the bricks through a seventh floor

Yeah the streets owe me that's a fact I keep

Maybach physics every puddle make the deep

Outro

Mm

Mm-hmm

Uh

Officer Ricky

That's the sound of a real one