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Ace Hood, Game up ni**a?

[Verse 1: Ace
god momma son made it
at twenty
Still remembering a
deep in me
Momma gone, ain't no
memory
I my own man the age
of
Trying make this flip like
it's a
I was headed, grandfather

I was trying do it big, I was
Evans
to the heavens, I can see
my daughter
Know she watching now
daddy rip this record
Know I love you baby, my
god I whatup'
And know I seen em'
ends, so my family up
I should pray harder, I
a pistol
Speed killers running if I
whistle
Real nigga, just my

Hustle hard got my money

I stretch paper, every dollar
[Hook: Ace X2
Niggas cry tears, I see my
first (First Meal)
Bad wit' me bet she know
the
Bad bitch wit' me bet she
the
Bad bad bitch me bet she
the drill
[Verse 2:
I bad bitch wit' me, and
she know the
And she my ex, X pill
She listen to me, Ace, and
Meek
I her tat my name on it, so I
know it's
She the value of a dollar

She know how real or fake
counterfeit feel
She the difference
between Rose and D-

She know the
being broke and
stayin',
She the difference
vuve and spades
She know the
between and raves
Never confuse talkin'
and dem' K's
her the shoe, she put a
number on J's
Like, it is cool grays
I'm like, dem' is cool
I'm like, dem' is Lee's
She like, yeah
And she the documentary

Said motherfucka' cold,
yeah, Bill

[Verse 3: Mill]
I ain't ran from nobody,
and I never
Lunch time on niggas, cuz'
I'm on my meal
I just dropped a mixtape,
like my deal
Club thirty bottles, and I'm
on my bill
And I be high as my
bill
Ask bout' me in the hood,
say I'm real
ain't nobody never rob me, I
ain't never
And ain't never try, my
niggas to kill
round wit' chuck, but it
ain't a though
My black wall niggas, me
you a lame
The block got a on it, like

But man it some lemon
squeeze's, just to your

My bitch, never count to

Cuz' you know the real
fake, I had to learn some
I ever thought of rap, I
had a to get
And the piece is steel, I
thought I see a