You lost yo` spot when you went pop
CD flopped, you ain`t hot
The game been good to me
(Hol` up, hol` up, bitch)

You lost your cars and yo` house
Now you sleep on yo` mama`s couch
But the game been good to me

Uhh, first album went platinum, now you can`t go gold
Made ya deal with the devil but you sold yo` soul
You rent a lotta cars, rent a mansion and them hoes
You say you sold your Phantom, bitch they took yo` Rolls

Get disrespected everywhere you go
Big bodyguards when you come for the shows
They already know you got s**t on your name
Ni**a, you a pussy, they gon` take yo` chain

Take yo` piece, rings and watch
You play rich, boy you need to stop
I ain`t dissin` nobody, no particular name
Ya shoe fit ni**a, get the f**k up out the game, lil` bitch

You lost yo` spot when you went pop
CD flopped, you ain`t hot
The game been good to me
(Hol` up, hol` up, bitch)

You lost your cars and yo` house
Now you sleep on yo` mama`s couch
The game been good to me
(Pussy nigguh)

I`m a Down South MC, I`m cold on the mic
I say it how I feel and I do it how I like
I write what I see, what I do and what I know
And keep it one hundred off top from the do`

Now whether at a show, in the booth or on the street
No matter where I go and no matter who I meet
Everybody tryna tell me how they feel `bout the South
On the cool, them haters need to shut they f**kin` mouth

`Cause we grip grain, ni**a we pop trunk
We to` straps and we ready for the funk
Some ni**az two step, some ni**az dance
Some ni**az just ball wit` a bottle in they hands

Sell a couple ringtones ni**az, that`s bread
You hatin` on paper get that f**k up out yo` head
Worryin` `bout my cheese, getcha own stack
It`s goin` down in the South, you don`t like it
Click clack, motherf**ker

You lost yo` spot when you went pop
CD flopped, you ain`t hot
The game been good to me
(Hol` up, hol` up bitch)

You lost your cars and yo` house
Now you sleep on yo` mama`s couch
The game been good to me
(Pussy nigguh)

You got caught with that work on 10
Made a deal with the state to turn your foul partner in
But he took 15, befo` you could tell
He ain`t witchu no mo` hoe, you got twenty in a cell
I sent you a lawyer, you ain`t listened that time

Ain`t no appeal but they dropped it to five?
Who you had to f**k to give back that time?
Textin` me from a cell phone, bitch, yo lost yo` f**kin` mind?
How dare you tryna get me on conspiracy, Jack?

If the feds hit me, I`ma hit yo` ass back
You fight witcho tongue, I send `em killa
Transcript writer, I`ll kill you nigguh

You lost yo` spot when you went pop
CD flopped, you ain`t hot
The game been good to me
(Hol` up, hol` up bitch)

You lost your cars and yo` house
Now you sleep on yo` mama`s couch
The game been good to me
(Smoke sum`hin, bitch)

Got caught with the s**t, twenty years
You`se a snitch, you turned bitch
The game been good to me
(Hol` up, bitch)

I took yo` hoe, she`s a pro
Bought me all, of yo` dough
The game been good to me
(Pussy nigguh)