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Raised in the Game lyrics by Payroll Giovanni

Chorus
I was raised in the game
Took notes, then I played in the game
Raised around drug dealers and money getters
One of a kind, can’t compare me to these other niggas
I was raised in the game
Took notes, then I played in the game
Raised around drug dealers and knuckleheads
Getting money, only thing running through my head

Verse 1
I was raised on the av, boy
Fresh kid, ‘cause my fam had a bag, boy
Started off just ? stash, boy
Saved enough to get a sack, and bought a mack, boy
Then I got introduced to the dope game
Fresh out of high school, heavy in the cocaine
Other niggas ? I’m taking no change
But I would, long as they had the whole thing
I bought ? with the bag, nigga
Bought some Cartis and the Roles Gold chain, nigga
I had a name back when you were just a lame nigga
Ain’t shit changed to this day, I’m still the same nigga
I run with known murderers and bag holders
Big face Roley, hit me for a land Rover
Blew the watch band out ? hand ?
I just know ? don’t bring your mans over

Chorus
I was raised in the game
Took notes, then I played in the game
Raised around drug dealers and money getters
One of a kind, can’t compare me to these other niggas
I was raised in the game
Took notes, then I played in the game
Raised around drug dealers and knuckleheads
Getting money, only thing running through my head

Verse 2
I used to get money on the 6, boy
Moving crack cocaine by the zip, boy
Car got spraied by a chopper, but they missed, boy
I’m still here, whole left wrist lit, boy
I’m the shit, boy, these jealous niggas devistated
When I was broke and they was up, a nigga never hated
My day gon’ come real soon, it’s all I kept saying
I passed you, ‘cause I was grinding, and you kept playing
Now idols hating, middle finger to the foney niggas
Dead presidents with me, I’m never lonely, nigga
1, 2, 3, I got a 45 on me, nigga
I grew up idolising Sosa, not that Tony, nigga
I was 12, stashing 50 boes upstairs
It was my pops, but at the time, shit, he wasn’t there
Niggas dropping off G’s for my old dude
I snuck it to school, and flashed it in the lunch room
Back in middle school

Chorus
I was raised in the game
Took notes, then I played in the game
Raised around drug dealers and money getters
One of a kind, can’t compare me to these other niggas
I was raised in the game
Took notes, then I played in the game
Raised around drug dealers and knuckleheads
Getting money, only thing running through my head