G Herbo — Sin & Games

[Intro] Aye, aye now on some real shit though, man It's, it's like Chicago is just a lifestyle that you know what I'm sayin' a lot of people not used to but we adapted to it Like I'm 20 years old, I know I know probably at least 50 people dead, like personally that I know like dead or not You know what I'm sayin' On the day to day basis this shit not regular [Hook] All we know is darkness, all we know is pain All my niggas heartless, this the game we play And we come from, where they hate us And they take from, world full of fake love Nothin' but cloudy days, shoot outs 'round the way Babys catchin' strays, but this the game we play This the game we play Know I'm riding for the gang, we straight I know this the game we play, one soldier die and still we play [Verse 1] Illinois, Chi, Eastside I was raised Roamin' outside spendin' most of my days Grade school, just a young nigga with a heart in 'em And ain't none bigger And some other young niggas with me ready for whatever All I tell 'em 'go and get 'em thuggin', hustlin' Shed a tear, shoulda make his blood brothers like I was born with 'em Took a long, long time love to see my niggas shine Fought a storm with them, a couple gone on the ride They ain't seen outside a long, long time Somewhere at the wrong time, prolly too much on they mind Tryna homicide, other half gone now God called him home while mama is traumatized And that's why we all quick to change niggas One time back again the wall Lettin' pistols off with the same niggas, sit with me floor seats Tryna draw a piece, at the ball games kickin' State to state on the planes trippin' Kobe died we was pain sippin' Thinkin' how we used to hang with him [Hook] All we know is darkness, all we know is pain All my niggas heartless, this the game we play And we come from, where they hate us And they take from, world full of fake love Nothin' but cloudy days, shoot outs 'round the way Babys catchin' strays, but this the game we play This the game we play Know I'm riding for the game, we straight I know this the game we play, one soldier die and still we play [Verse 2] 'Member when I used to write rhymes on the Microsoft Record lyrics on the trap flip 'fore I ever touched a microphone Young nigga, like 15 granny livin' in the warzone Naw I ain't talkin' Hot cars, boy I had to take a striker home I ain't gon' lie was frightened, but I had it right by my side, I'ma let it off always Walkin' inside with that bitch in my hand with no lock on the door and no light in the hallway One thing for certain, I know that my killers lurkin' Wake up, they flip it through all day Go catch a fuck nigga lacking like always Hop out the whip pull out the clip in broad day Ain't no regrets 'cause all the shit we did, we did it our way Can't trust niggas, fuck these niggas I learned that the hard way And all the niggas that's with me they ridin' like a Harley .40 in that old school, it ride like a 'Rari [Hook] All we know is darkness, all we know is pain All my niggas heartless, this the game we play And we come from, where they hate us And they take from, world full of fake love Nothin' but cloudy days, shoot outs 'round the way Babies catchin' strays, but this the game we play This the game we play Know I'm riding for the game, we straight I know this the game we play, one soldier die and still we play