FTGU - GQ

Let me, Let me

Be the one you call…

Yeah, I like this

Groovy shit, you know

My nigga Kash, tho

You feel me?

Yeah

Right, Right

Look…

Fuck the game up, what I’m bout to do

Won’t change us, check the altitude

They was out for drinks, wasn’t out for Q

Doubters say I’m crippin', happened out the blue

Vegas night we bouncing through, fountain blue

Seen a lot but see with this got an astounding view

I went from quarter pound burgers to Italian stew

Girl I’m with got a walk like a stallion do

Fine around my family I’m around the crew

See everything you wishing for I was bound to do

I’m relaxing girl was hatnin' we can lounge a few

Put on a show, I got her screaming like the crowd will do

I done came up, I know that’s on your mind

Casino Royale fit, Bond number 9

You’re fucking with me huh?

I knew it’ll come a time

I hold it down, I’m not a rapper that be dumb in mind

I got a thing for beats not the Doug funny kind

I’m on a soul plane with a broke bungee line

With no intention of hopping off

Been quiet all my life but on this mic I be bopping off

Your album ain’t shit I heard it never get replays

Me I spit better, flow wetter than three Klay’s

Fuck the cops, bitter hoes, crackers with three K’s

Holler «Jesus Christ» like they ain’t seen me in three days

What he say?

Fuck the game up, what I’m bout to do

Won’t change us, check the altitude

They was out for drinks, wasn’t out for Q

Doubters say I’m crippin', happened out the blue

Fuck the game up, what I’m bout to do

Won’t change us, check the altitude

They was out for drinks, wasn’t out for Q

Haters say I’m crippin', happened out the blue

Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up)

Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up)

Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up)

Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up)

Ha!

This to the fake patnas, I hope you’re doing swell

Yeah, that’s wassup, I’m doing fine I mean as you can tell

I do this for my niggas, I ain’t forgot you Phil

I’m writing letters through this music for the ones in jail

I hope you hear me when I die, you’ll sing about me won’t you?

See what I’m saying its more than words, you feel it don’t you?

Don’t hesitate to take a shot you’ll feel like Paul George

Funny how we only won when she on all fours

They say my music dope, wonder what they call yours?

Mahogany walls, black cherry tall doors

I’m finding pockets their finding whales on calm shores

I was drinking Adios' yelling Bonjour

Warm sweater with orange letters I’m cool with that

Heard about me they’re checking for me like, «Who is that?»

Grinning while I’m whipping on the freeway

Everything we do is a replay, what he say?

Fuck the game up, what I’m bout to do

Won’t change us, check the altitude

They was out for drinks, wasn’t out for Q

Doubters say I’m crippin', happened out the blue

Fuck the game up, what I’m bout to do

Won’t change us, check the altitude

They was out for drinks, wasn’t out for Q

Haters say I’m crippin', happened out the blue

Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up)

Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up)

Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up)

Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up)

Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up)

Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up)

Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up)

Fuck the game up (Fuck it up, Fuck it up)