Married to the Game

DJ Esco E.T Esco Terrestrial

More money, more problems More guns, more violence I beat a couple cases, I feel like John Gotti Hop out a Benz baby, I feel like thug life I feel like taking some drink right now and pouring it up with my niggas We ain't never turned down, I'm a Big Dipper Big tipper You wanted your bag?, you get it Cash on deliver, Rosé on my liver Headshots, head shots for my enemies She got a money machine clicking You know how I kick it, hey Even the witness gon' send you the penitentiary The way he get it, she get it, they get it too Lay on ya, spray on ya, hop in the Coupe You didn't know about Molly world 'til I introduced you You can be sober as fuck, this money is gon' seduce you My hustle is gonna seduce you My vibe, ain't none of these niggas comparing to me No none of these niggas compare to me Most of these niggas are fans of me I really appreciate it I really, I really, I really, I really I do Majority of these bitches ain't loyal to y'all, done been ran through I stay at it, get at it, work on it, count up and count up and count up Payback, the Maybach, I sit back and lay back and flip through the channels I flip through the channels, I'm watching the streets and I know I ain't Desiigner I'm seeing the animosity, the riots is on CNN I got some homies that just got out, some ones that just went in

The deeper the ocean, the deeper the pain Blow out their brains, switch through lanes Ain't gotta call out no names They know I'm married to the game