Owe Me To The Game - Translee

Verse 1:

Ya

See we was stressing but we knew this shit was pre-destined

Voice of reason my lead weapon

Money green as the team colors

Melanin in our skin make the police love us

Oochie wally I’m God 'bout it

Never sleep just talking to God probably

I wrote my war speech but I’m probably crying too much to read it

I’ve been emotional lately, I can’t suppress it no more

That’s what drive most of us crazy

I had to put down the strip club desensitized to my lady, oh God

It ain’t hard to be honest oh God

On my mama grave these ain’t the Obama days

'Till you appreciate a BET award more than a Grammy

You wouldn’t understand just hit me when you unenslaved

Hip hop fans ya’ll owe me to the game

Unless y’all all want to die in the flames

Gatekeepers y’all owe me to the game

The clean up this shit starting to be a shame, fuck it I owe me to the game

I plant my seed then I let it be

They can’t free you when you already free

It’s just more than you and me

Chasing the money more importantly chasing the feeling

Cause if you dying inside what good is making one million

It wasn’t relaxing 'cause we knew this thing was pre-imagined

And believed in me before I knew I could be a rapper

And rapped with me before rap was a career choice

I stood out because I rap with a clear voice

And TIP and Ye they gave me the confidence to be a rapper with some swagger and

rhyme with some common sense, you know

My first deal was with Smurf, developmental, completely out of my elemental

But I needed that I chased them hit records and they eluded me

Creatively we parted ways then came through with that bag we seen harder days

I love him for that, that’s my brother for that

He placed the bet that didn’t win but know it’s coming right back

We speaking things to existence you know relentless

Hip hop don’t got no HR and it ain’t no

Just know that Kendrick had Dre and Cole had Jay

And coming out the south I need for TIP to see my vision

Said I didn’t need him in that record but that’s if you been listening

But got that music in his hands now everything is history

Breakfast club, nationwide tour, Sway in the Morning

God bless the king of the south for paying it forward

gave the tape to and she passed it off to, gave it to TIP and said they eating

up off the rib

I think the first thing I told him was damn you owe me to the game

Now who else would have said that to the game

With something like 35 bucks to my name but fuck it my platform need a stage

(fuck it, fuck it)

I plant my seed then I let it be

They can’t free you when you already free

It’s just more than you and me