soyessay - Part Of The Game (feat. Edboy) Lyrics

Yo
I'm stacking the bread and I move like a boss
I'm first in the line, I ain't taking a loss
If I take an L its a part of the game
You win when I win, but it isn't the same
I'm pushing the work and I carry the flame
Bae said that I ate ,I ain't leaving remains
We know that I'm cold, I got ice in my veins
The bag for the rice, how I carry the grains

I carry and backpack, saddle 'em
They don't chat but I'll pop it and crackle 'em
Got problems?
Don't worry my broski
I'm an RB bro i'll jockey and tackle 'em
Like Drake im'ma rack up the money and make sure I die with a 10
No fake and No friends
Feel like traders when i'm moving the current from dollar to yen
I spotted a trend

Deep thoughts and patron in my zone
See red, see blue when the feds come through
See red where I step if I flip my shoe
That's Louboutin, not LV, hold L2 when I'm aimed at you
Lei dice mi mancha, ok
Bae, you know that I'm busy today
Wait, can't deal with you now it's too late
Cazzo
I just lost a sale
I know that my sourcerers will back it
Make bags, we don't take no fails
Bitch vuole solo sesso
I said, "babes I ain't payin' for nails"
You know I don't leave no trails
No evidence, that's bait
Makin' P is my toxic trait
Know I'm greatest it's fate
You wanna join me, it's too late
Got mandem travellin' quay
Got bitches there that hate
They ain't real, they fake
Get mad when you see my pay
Niente soldi, can't translate
No blanks, it's full on my plate

Hop on the mic and I'm feelin' wavy
Laugh at the fact these man don't rate me
Coppin' a coupe, imma whip a mercedes
I'm reachin' a milly but my brodem lazy
Imma do it on my ones, just call me crazy
All these haters be goin' brazy
None of that shit can phase me
All this money, now gyal wanna date me
But all on my mind, is the money that I'm craving

Stack and invest, I spend my savings
Me I don't care about the teachers gradings
All I wanna know, is that the money that I'm waiting on
Walk on the path I'm paving on
My downfall? What they're praying on
Money abroad, translating, no trading
But trends i'll be waiting on

Lo sai che la gang e wavy
Non parlo con te unless you pay me
Ascolta il mio rap even if you don't rate me
Compro la Birkin bag for my lady
Maybe, maybe
Lo sai che lui muove fu- ugh
Lo sai che lui muove fugazi
Mi saluta, but he doesn't rate me

Yo
I'm stacking the bread and I move like a boss,
I'm first in the line, I ain't taking a loss
If I take an L its a part of the game
You win when I win, but it isn't the same
I'm pushing the work and I carry the flame
Bae said that I ate ,I ain't leaving remains
We know that I'm cold, I got ice in my veins
The bag for the rice, how I carry the grains

I carry and backpack, saddle 'em
They don't chat but I'll pop it and crackle 'em
Got problems?
Don't worry my broski
I'm an RB bro i'll jockey and tackle 'em
Like Drake im'ma rack up the money and make sure I die with a 10
No fake and No friends
Feel like traders when i'm moving the current from dollar to yen
I spotted a trend