Not A Game (Explicit) - E-40/Daveed Diggs/Rafael Casal/Moe Green

All I know is hustle

All I know is Bubba

All I know is struggle

All I know is trouble

All I know is smuggle

All I know is double

Ain't nobody business but the town

All of the scales it's digital underground

Step up step step step up step up

So you know I get around

But I be right back like the cracks in the foundation

That's why we like what's cracking and what's shaking what's shakin'

Bay slang birthed from the earthquakin'

And we bend never break fast everyday

Hungry tummy always coming for the biggest plate

And the shift right left like the wipers on the scraper

Though the rain gon' come why you hiding under paper

No seeds rolling tree with a looseleaf garden

Call a spade a n***a but these n***as they ain't sharp enough

To break dirt better know I've been about the soil

Cali been about the gold like Texas been about the oil

So slick when I slide through

Chick wanna ride too

Clique bonafide homicide like the nine do

Mind been on I do

Married to the hustle on fire like Piru no blood

Muscle on wide I'm middle of the block like what

Same white tee still don't give a f**k

Same white teeth same smile still suck

Same white people sitting with the game f**ked up

Set my day one spitting with the flame untucked

This the bay son you missin' what we saying dumb luck

Yo uh

What you thought it was a game

Dominoes and bones when it's money on the way

Break a couple for you when you run into the gang

Don't be acting brand new if you really wanna play

B***h welcome to the Bay

I don't got too many friends now

Many robbed me of my intiution so I axed 'em

Playin' my position I got 2020 vision

I don't listen if the pimpin'

Isn't part of how you flex 'em

Got me feelin' extra bless up 3-deep the car

Mobbin about the monty what I'm dropping is CPR

To push down on a couple bodies

Who clowned and be speaking harder

It seemed she wasn't around till I freed up a couple yards

Oh you thought that was easy

Lot of fakers caught the tape and now repeat me

I was in a scraper pulling favors for the capers

Putting casual commissary for my motherf**kers

Caught up in the danger at the precinct

Me thinks we should body this new flock of too cocky

Bourgeoisy b***h looking hipster kids passing this rap s**t

It seemed far too popular

Putting a couple shots in they monikers

Thinking they got when they not even common carpenters

Hollerin' hollow as top notch telemarketers

Who got some top like you talkin tall as a tightrope

But in a crap game

He don't know how to dice though

Yo uh

What you thought it was a game

Dominoes and bones when it's money on the way

Break a couple for you when you run into the gang

Don't be acting brand new if you really wanna play

B***h welcome to the Bay

Hold up write that down

All I know is hustle

One time let me see

All I know is Bubba

All I know is struggle

Shake it

Break that s**t down

All I know is trouble

All I know is smuggle

All I know is double

Shake it

When I'm in first class on a plane

People ask me what I do for a living

I tell 'em

A little bit of this

A little bit of that

Hustlin' and grittin'

Getting my money up pockets need a tummy tuck

My wallet and my bankrow and my baller gut

When I was young I had a discussion with my street sign

What did you talk about

Living and dying

What about your paper route

Rhytmic grindin'

Clientele and clout

Multiplyin'

Now I came in the gang with a boomerang

Never sold pews

But they used to sell that there candy cane

Evils and heels living 500

He all right

In the hood was black folks think that castor oil cure everything

All kind of different treats with all kind of different names

I use ocean soil and chicken s**t to feed my strains

The Hillside of Vallejo was the land I claim

I gave my brother Dannell some meal to buy a Mustang

Back in 1985 when s**t was live

We did what we had to do to survive

All the real ones gone in jail or even died

So it's up to me to teach 'em the ghetto guides

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