The Game - 100 ft. Drake

My circle got so small that it's a period, sayin' to myself...

To every single fuckin' function

Y'all better not come to my studio with that fake shit

Guess they too busy with 2Pac and Biggie though

Like the Lil Wayne and Baby shit

So happy when "Bleu Davinci" got out

Thank me later, thanks for nothin', thanks for bluffin'

You dissin' Drizzy, that's cool, but don't come to my city though

I'm in the club every time that they play the competition

Your energy off, you're finicky, I rush you niggas

Got a nigga confused, but why a nigga gotta choose?

Real nigga shit

Held a nigga down since he was a lil' nigga

Thank you so, so much for wearin' your true colors

And I got a vest for 40, a vest for Hush

Do a nigga four favors when you can't do the fifth

This my city, nigga, everybody know it

He had a young nigga right there with Meech

Johnny Juliano

That was on Suge's watch, I'll take Suge's watch

Y'all better not come to my funeral with that fake shit

Get this money, fuck these bitches though

Dog, fame is a motherfucker

Drake told me not to trust you niggas

If I didn't have money, respect and accomplishments