[Intro: Bigga Rankin]
(Think It's A Game?)
DIG, classic shit
They say patience is a virtue, but nothin' come to a sleeper but a motherfuckin' dream
When it's your turn, you gotta take it
'Cause ain't nobody gonna give you shit, young nigga
Lucci, its your time
[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]
I told my bitch to be patient watch me go get it
I swear I'm so in love with that money, I'm committed
OG told me stay down, stack that paper, I listened
OG told me stay down, stack that paper, you think I didn't?
R.I.P. grandma, look at your grandson
We only wanted a couple million, that's all
Had some kidnap these rappers for ransom, who want some? Bet I be that boy they ran from, they don't want none
Way before the deal, nigga, we been did margielas
I only fuck with my niggas, they will respect us
It's only room for my niggas, no need for extras
Just filled my house with more pistols, the more the better
Lord forgive us, but they ain't never want to give us not a thang
So we loaded them thangs, went and handled some thangs
Fell in love with drug money and chains
Make a wrong move, hammers will bang
My trigger finger itching
Baby moms going dumb, and plus my palms keep itching
Lord knows a nigga wrong, but may God be with me
Lord knows a nigga wrong, but may God be with me
[Chorus 1: YFN Lucci]
I just sit and get high and brainstorm
Momma told me, "Don't go out there with them chains on"
I told momma, "Don't worry because I ain't alone"
I told momma, "Don't worry because I ain't alone"
That's why I get high and brainstorm
Momma told me, "Don't go out there with them chains on"
I told momma, "Don't worry because I ain't alone"
I told momma, "Don't worry because I ain't alone"
[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
I told her I'd be damned, momma, they know who I am, momma
Just understand why I hustle, I want mad commas
Mad llama, mad love for my brothers
Mad dawgs in the duffle, you mad boy? Nigga, fuck you
I was raised in the struggle, hah
Young nigga walkin' 'round with AK's in the gutter
Baby momma straight, you know they hate her
Lil bitch mad 'cause I ain't save her
I can't wait 'til this shit pay off
[Chorus 2: YFN Lucci]
I just sit and get high and brainstorm
Momma told me, "Don't go out there with them chains on"
They always told me, "Keep goin' and your day would come"
Ayy, momma told me, "Through the bullshit, remain calm"
I just sit and get high and brainstorm
[Outro: Bigga Rankin]
Ain't no handouts in this game, my nigga
The grind gonna keep you niggas honest
You can't cheat the grind, young niggas
You're only gonna get what you put in, my nigga
And that's real
