2 Sides of the Game (feat. Waka Flocka Flame & Kso Jaynes)

Waka Lecrae Flocka Flame Lecrae Flocka Flame Ayy man be careful who you listen and where you get your game from lil' homie Some folks will send you up the road just send you up the river with no guidance you know what I mean They only gon give you one side of the game they ain’t gon tell you everything You get rich off of dope if you let them tell it Get a scale and a boat weigh it up and sell it They got rich off of kush if you let them tell it flex But it's two sides to the game and they ain't gon tell it They gon' make it seem like that lil' money worth your freedom On God They'll have you sitting in the box with family you can't see 'em 'Cause they ain't tell you 'bout informants and indictments They just make it look enticing showing big racks and diamonds Ayy What up to soup and them J in the Lou and them Nene and J in the D I used to fool with them My uncle was moving the D With the Pirus and 'em Me I just wanted to be him Then I could cop me a BM Told me the right way to pitch it Told me beware of the snitches Thought he had figured it out But I was there when he got sentenced Left the babies with the BM he don't ever get to see em Kalif Browder for a season I’m writing letters tryna free em CO’s was breaking 'em down Roaches and rats on the ground Potnas ain’t nowhere around But yet he the man in the town Dope man dope man dope man Do sell don't tell don’t tell Never hug his kids again but prosecutors don't care You get rich off of dope if you let them tell it Flocka Get a scale and a boat weigh it up and sell it bow bow They got rich off of kush if you let them tell it swerve But it's two sides to the game and they ain't gon tell it They gon' make it seem like that lil' money worth your freedom On God They'll have you sitting in the box with family you can't see 'em You Know 'Cause they ain't tell you 'bout informants and indictments Bow Bow Bow Bow They just make it look enticing showing big racks and diamonds What up with Digs and 'em What up with Tang and 'em Had all the chains on 'em And then they got chains on 'em Had potnas they swore they were real A Lot of em changed on them And don't act the same with them Ain't droppin' change on them You in the yard with some killers He in the house with the fam He took the block and just ran That's just part of the game Best friend hugging your dame He throwin' dirt on your name He put the word in the hood That you took the stand like a lame A thousand eight grams get you 32 bands Or 32 years with some cell mate fans Ballin back home and you can't find your mans Now you in the cell prayin' that his gun jam You get rich off of dope if you let them tell it Flocka Get a scale and a boat weigh it up and sell it bow bow They got rich off of kush if you let them tell it swerve But it's two sides to the game and they ain't gon tell it They gon' make it seem like that lil' money worth your freedom On God They'll have you sitting in the box with family you can't see 'em You Know 'Cause they ain't tell you 'bout informants and indictments Bow Bow Bow Bow They just make it look enticing showing big racks and diamonds