[Verse 1]
This is the shit I wrote
Woke up this morning with thoughts in my mind and I'm trying to keep control
Stressed out in life, it'll all be alright, I get money and get some more
Oh nothing will stop it, no
Gotta grind all the time even when it's cold
Gotta stay in the kitchen cold, when the heat is bold, and I'm staying throwed
Back at it again and again I zone
In that sense then I guess I'm a criminal
Hop into the Chevy it's sitting low
Loud pipes. when i hit it, it can really go
Drive fast, finna mash when I'm really though
Burn cash in the stash only i would know
Get gas and I'm back on the golden road, I'm on my own
No group ain't no damn friends
Ain't nobody wanna rap, didn't rap then
I've been wrapped in the craft like I'm trapped in
Getting faster I'm hazard, assassin
Feel the master I planned it out back then
Closed caskets on bastards who bashing
Dope, answer the fans if they asking
No chance ever quitting I'm blasting
No hands I'm irrational, Manson
Clashing, understand it's a ransom
Last thing that he thought's that I blast 'em
Rap game has a thing about chances
Raw talent, making moves and advancing
Not about better dudes who keep bragging
Anywho let me do what I'm asking
Either way I've been moving I'm past 'em
[Chorus]
Some things in the rap game they will never change
Some things in the rap game they will never change
It's all in the rap game, man, it's kind of strange
It's all in the rap game, may be kind of strange
Some things in the rap game they will never change
Some things in the rap game they will never change
It's all in the rap game, man, it's kind of strange
It's all in the rap game, may be kind of strange

[Verse 2]
People talking 'bout this and that
Haters wanting me to diss them back
Demons haunting me, a vicious pack
And I can't afford to bullshit this fact
You can't find me where am I at?
Down the road I had to get this sack
I won't record without that
In the zone I go I roll out these tracks
Hold up we say everyday
The life I live to bury this way
Enemies still hate me Pete's sake
Fuck 'em all they fall off, decay
It's easy, eas-ay
How my creed seems to get me paid
Charming Lee
Spit with the harmony
Look at the art and see
Give it applause indeed
Begin to walk with me
To get the bark on trees
Get with the hard head chief
Walk in the park in peace
Nobody starting beef
They get apart, then leave
That's right man don't get to barking please
I'm on this, I'm on it, I'm on some shit
Don't mean to brag
I don't bark you get bit
Seriously in this bitch I will flip
My word is my bond so don't even trip
Shit'll get real physical
Real literal
Real lyrical
Real critical
Real fast
And you're real pitiful, uh
You'll need real miracles
Real biblical
Real spiritual
Real mental, go
Real medical help
Will let it go there
[Chorus]
Some things in the rap game they will never change
Some things in the rap game they will never change
It's all in the rap game, man, it's kind of strange
It's all in the rap game, may be kind of strange
Some things in the rap game they will never change
Some things in the rap game they will never change
It's all in the rap game, man, it's kind of strange
It's all in the rap game, may be kind of strange