Game On Freeze
[Verse 1]
Mo’ paper, mo’ haters, that’s a known fact
That’s why some niggas get on
They leave their town they never come back
I never done that
I understand that position cause stardom make you a target
They starving in my city
But I’m sliding in that Wraith, angel on the hood
I made it on by God’s grace, no enemies made it through
Getting high behind them gates
Bout to install a fountain in the living room
I’m higher than the moon
[Chorus]
Niggas tryna put my game on freeze
Small thing to a giant, it’s nothing to me
I’m high beneath these palm trees
Bout to take over Wall Street
Niggas tryna put your game on freeze
Haters tryna put your game on freeze
b**ches tryna put the game on freeze
Small thing to a giant, it’s nothing to me
Niggas tryna put your game on freeze
[Verse 2]
New studio built, fully equipped
I’m up in here round the clock wrapping bricks
Me and Rich on the quest like Johnny and Hadji
Coupe Maserati, cop that for my downest mami’s
You never see me drive it
Ferrari shorty but I’m always low riding
b**ches like to see G’s hit switches
My life is exciting, my life is enticing
Feds building [?] and files about me
But I’m straight you know my paper got me
[Chorus]
Haters tryna put your game on freeze
Niggas tryna put your game on freeze
Haters tryna put your game on freeze
b**ches tryna put the game on freeze
Jet Life, Jet Life
Jet Life, nigga yea
Jet Life
