OWN GAME Songtext
von Cruel Santino

Yeee, woah-woah uh, uh, oh
I just fucked up on my own game
I just fucked up on my own game
I just fucked up on my own game
The own game, own game, own game
The own game
I just fucked up on my own game
I just fucked up on my own game
The long game
I just fucked up in my own game
The own game, in own game
Own game

Take a bitch down, what she got get for
If shit get to dirty, she got tucked
She say I be geeking, so she got get why


The games the game I can show you how to win sum
I ain′t a pimp but I can teach you how to trick sum
CCs on my bag I went & got the big one
Gotta bag, pretty face them boxes getting ticked huh
Step in the room get the cash then I dip
Bitches talking shit cuz they know I'm the shit
All I said was hi now he gassed like the whip
Put him on time out cuz he acting like a kid

I just got played at my own game
Back and forth, something like a rock and a hard place
Two can play, see it both sides but it′s one frame
Beating down, beating out my chest, call it check mate
Can't stretch my legs cause you're other side of the bed
Drown in my thoughts when you suck up my head
Can′t even bow, got you on knees instead
Bun it up like bao, kick back, leave you on read
Slice it up a million ways it still stays the same
Ice it up, knuckle dusters on, please don′t try tame
You side piece not main
No matter your claim
I'm sword sworn, take aim, take aim

(I just fucked up)
I just fucked up at my own game
I just fucked up at my own game
I just fucked up