Timing is everything let's make it happen I wanna age like red wine
Or your favorite actor I tend to keep you on ten we always relaxin
I wanna try different things but I end up relapsin
Pat my body in my jacket I'm lookin' for magnum
Knowin' that I never had it it's fatal attraction
Shit if I plant a seed I know he'd be handsome
Can't wait to Nicole a crazy lil' Grandson
I done been through everything I'm tellin' me man up
I'm stackin' up everything I'm puttin' them grands up
Renee is my everything she light up the damn sun
This music keepin' me sane I'm gettin' my fans up
Just stop and listen to me I'm a diamond in the rough
It's like a glisten to me Gettin' chicken in my blood
I like crispy fifties Rollin' like the sixties
Homeruns like I'm Ken Griffey Tuc you ain't missin' nothin' nigga we
Just missin' you I might count a hundred then get up in the
Booth this shit gone sound childish when I get a deal or two nah for real nigga
Lifestyle different but tell me what's the difference
I'm a boss in my own lane I don't need permission
Count it up and spend it man these lil' niggas stool pigeons
Lifestyle different but tell me what's the difference
When you get the ball in the game you gon' shoot and miss it
I'm a score I'm gifted bad boy I should be a Piston
Been in the game but I never played with fish scales
Weigh up all the shit I done sold it weighs a whales tail
Like to touchdown with the load but we could do the mail
Remember my OT got mad at our first L
Remember hittin' Stockton for the lows Dilla took me there
Then put em in the air this same way that Jordan felt
Might argue with my mans but never aim below the belt
We aimin' for the stars and foreign cars let's put one in the air
The shit I do really like a art they'd put me in the chair
Ferris wheel I did this shit before it's like the state fair
See her on a Monday and a Wednesday gotta keep it fair
Not tryna shatter hearts I play my part but I don't care
Damn it's like I'm contradicting
Love you then I miss you
If you cryin' I might bring the tissue
Sometimes I be fouled but for a vet they don't blow the whistle
I could turn a bitch into her best I see the real potential
Lifestyle different but tell me what's the difference
I'm a boss in my own lane I don't need permission
Count it up and spend it man these lil' niggas stool pigeons
Lifestyle different but tell me what's the difference
When you get the ball in the game you gon' shoot and miss it
I'm a score I'm gifted bad boy I should be a Piston
Deadstock DP - In The Game Lyrics
Deadstock DP - In The Game Lyrics
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Timing is everything let's make it happen I wanna age like red wine
Or your favorite actor I tend to keep you on ten we always relaxin
I wanna try different things but I end up relapsin
Pat my body in my jacket I'm lookin' for magnum
Knowin' that I never had it it's fatal attraction
Shit if I plant a seed I know he'd be handsome
Can't wait to Nicole a crazy lil' Grandson
I done been through everything I'm tellin' me man up
I'm stackin' up everything I'm puttin' them grands up
Renee is my everything she light up the damn sun
This music keepin' me sane I'm gettin' my fans up
Just stop and listen to me I'm a diamond in the rough
It's like a glisten to me Gettin' chicken in my blood
I like crispy fifties Rollin' like the sixties
Homeruns like I'm Ken Griffey Tuc you ain't missin' nothin' nigga we
Just missin' you I might count a hundred then get up in the
Booth this shit gone sound childish when I get a deal or two nah for real nigga
Lifestyle different but tell me what's the difference
I'm a boss in my own lane I don't need permission
Count it up and spend it man these lil' niggas stool pigeons
Lifestyle different but tell me what's the difference
When you get the ball in the game you gon' shoot and miss it
I'm a score I'm gifted bad boy I should be a Piston
Been in the game but I never played with fish scales
Weigh up all the shit I done sold it weighs a whales tail
Like to touchdown with the load but we could do the mail
Remember my OT got mad at our first L
Remember hittin' Stockton for the lows Dilla took me there
Then put em in the air this same way that Jordan felt
Might argue with my mans but never aim below the belt
We aimin' for the stars and foreign cars let's put one in the air
The shit I do really like a art they'd put me in the chair
Ferris wheel I did this shit before it's like the state fair
See her on a Monday and a Wednesday gotta keep it fair
Not tryna shatter hearts I play my part but I don't care
Damn it's like I'm contradicting
Love you then I miss you
If you cryin' I might bring the tissue
Sometimes I be fouled but for a vet they don't blow the whistle
I could turn a bitch into her best I see the real potential
Lifestyle different but tell me what's the difference
I'm a boss in my own lane I don't need permission
Count it up and spend it man these lil' niggas stool pigeons
Lifestyle different but tell me what's the difference
When you get the ball in the game you gon' shoot and miss it
I'm a score I'm gifted bad boy I should be a Piston
Or your favorite actor I tend to keep you on ten we always relaxin
I wanna try different things but I end up relapsin
Pat my body in my jacket I'm lookin' for magnum
Knowin' that I never had it it's fatal attraction
Shit if I plant a seed I know he'd be handsome
Can't wait to Nicole a crazy lil' Grandson
I done been through everything I'm tellin' me man up
I'm stackin' up everything I'm puttin' them grands up
Renee is my everything she light up the damn sun
This music keepin' me sane I'm gettin' my fans up
Just stop and listen to me I'm a diamond in the rough
It's like a glisten to me Gettin' chicken in my blood
I like crispy fifties Rollin' like the sixties
Homeruns like I'm Ken Griffey Tuc you ain't missin' nothin' nigga we
Just missin' you I might count a hundred then get up in the
Booth this shit gone sound childish when I get a deal or two nah for real nigga
Lifestyle different but tell me what's the difference
I'm a boss in my own lane I don't need permission
Count it up and spend it man these lil' niggas stool pigeons
Lifestyle different but tell me what's the difference
When you get the ball in the game you gon' shoot and miss it
I'm a score I'm gifted bad boy I should be a Piston
Been in the game but I never played with fish scales
Weigh up all the shit I done sold it weighs a whales tail
Like to touchdown with the load but we could do the mail
Remember my OT got mad at our first L
Remember hittin' Stockton for the lows Dilla took me there
Then put em in the air this same way that Jordan felt
Might argue with my mans but never aim below the belt
We aimin' for the stars and foreign cars let's put one in the air
The shit I do really like a art they'd put me in the chair
Ferris wheel I did this shit before it's like the state fair
See her on a Monday and a Wednesday gotta keep it fair
Not tryna shatter hearts I play my part but I don't care
Damn it's like I'm contradicting
Love you then I miss you
If you cryin' I might bring the tissue
Sometimes I be fouled but for a vet they don't blow the whistle
I could turn a bitch into her best I see the real potential
Lifestyle different but tell me what's the difference
I'm a boss in my own lane I don't need permission
Count it up and spend it man these lil' niggas stool pigeons
Lifestyle different but tell me what's the difference
When you get the ball in the game you gon' shoot and miss it
I'm a score I'm gifted bad boy I should be a Piston
Writer: Diante Paysinger
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid