Future Of The Game lyrics

Tha God Fahim

[Verse 1]
Sometimes I wanna run away like a slave chasin' the North Star
But ain't no way for me to heal from these war scars
We just ghetto stars, ridin' in Porsche cars
They got me misunderstood; regardless, I'm livin' good
Lost a friend not too long ago, I'm still hurtin'
What hurts the most, his kids not havin' a dad
I c*ck the toast, I'm paranoid, I'm feelin' it bad
I'm hearin' voices, still haunted by my past choices
W-T-F? I don't take no BS
PS: Say you livin' large? We livin' 3-X
Power's not held without respect, I chop necks
Howlin' at the moon, don't take it out of context
I'm problematic, the dragon with the treasure in the mountain
Rich Black thoughts, I get counsеling from an accountant
I'm a cannon, it's a army that I'm commandin'
Kickin' up dust, I put my faith in the best of plannin'
I played my cards and thе odds got beat, uh
They claimin' that they real; yeah, real weak
You should learn to listen, let the wise ones speak
I could drop the deck and you'll be dead off ill speech
Make no mistake, I come in peace, but I could leave in hate
My real estate, stocks risin' at excelled rates
I ain't one of these rappers that's mad fake
I'm real deal as Holyfield, I don't sell bait

[Chorus]
Them cats that you praise, I would never follow
I keep my head on straight in this land of sorrow
Put my truth in these tapes, just wanna see tomorrow
I'm the future of the game, like Jermall Charlo
Them cats that you praise, I would never follow
I keep my head on straight in this land of sorrow
Put my truth in these tapes, just wanna see tomorrow
I'm the future of the game, like Jermall Charlo (Uh, uh)

[Verse 2]
This sick world need medicine
My people in the trenches, drug-peddlin'
And stuck up in the white man's system for free labor
Private profit prisons, they play you just like Sega
Some still hibernatin', wake up, it might save ya
Secret operations control minds and enslave ya
The wickedest behavior; I ain't takin' no vaccines
Taxing landowner, property of a Black king
They don't like the pain of all the truth and what the facts bring
Said it, I ain't worried 'bout the credit
Only Lord knows of all the errors that I edit
Protect your energy, this game is full of headaches
You face the penalties, infractions that be now regretted
Embedded in the culture, judges layin' out smackdowns
The streets is deadly, them temptations never back down
Livin' with the evils, demons play the background
Standin' on my pivot, I could never back down

[Chorus]
Them cats that you praise, I would never follow
I keep my head on straight in this land of sorrow
Put my truth in these tapes, just wanna see tomorrow
I'm the future of the game, like Jermall Charlo
Them cats that you praise, I would never follow
I keep my head on straight in this land of sorrow
Put my truth in these tapes, just wanna see tomorrow
I'm the future of the game, like Jermall Charlo

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